Chen-ou Liu Poems

one bird song
after another...
alone
in the waters of spring
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standing alone
under our Chinese pine
I remember you...
its trunk forks out
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snowy morning,
December 21...
reciting Basho
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grief knocks
the wind out of me
drifting snowflakes
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Father recited
Li Po's Quiet Night Thought...
I listen
to Heaney's river
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A haiku sequence for Susan Sontag, author of Regarding the Pain of Others, who claimed that

'The truth is always something that is told, not something that is known. If there were no speaking or writing, there would be no truth about anything. There would only be what is.'
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like a coolie
laboring in English wordmines
for seven years...
the scars in his mind
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misty morning
'Reality, what a concept! '
scrawled on the window
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