Chen-ou Liu Poems

she and I
look at cherry blossoms
happily
and yet something between us
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a summer breeze
thrown over the face
of the moon...
loneliness comes between me
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the rise and fall
of her chest
snowlight
shining through
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a hilltop house
painted with the colors
of summer breeze...
hand in hand we chase
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first-time visit
to the nursing home...
on this snowy day
I feel the weight
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April snowflakes
fall on the Don River
and disappear...
the coldness I feel
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morning-after
awkwardness fading...
my body
the blank canvas
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trapped in traffic
for almost three hours...
thinking back
on my immigrant life
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the calm
before a winter storm...
looking
at his weathered face
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a tanka prose for George Grant, author of a Canadian classic, "Lament for a Nation"

"Has the 'Trump effect' spilled over the border to Canada? " Today's headline makes me wonder if the editor tries to shelter his smugness behind this rhetorical question. The front page story reminds me of an Ontario judge who wore a "Make America Great Again" ball cap to court the day after the U.S. election. I put down the paper and look out the window.
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