Chen-ou Liu Poems

unemployed
I stay drunk on writing
love poetry
maple leaves falling
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'life is best
understood backwards'
he whispers…
side by side two engineers
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a Mohawk youth
and an old Canadian
shout at each other...
'we're here because we're here
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South Asians and I
seated around a piece
of plane wreckage
in the Maple Land... waking
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'in Search of Lost Time'
'a la recherche du temps perdu'
new Canadian,
old Quebecer... two solitudes
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a hooded
black teenager hops
on the street car
a Muslim girl and I
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from Lake Ontario
I scoop the Taiwan moon
distant sirens
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A Tanka Prose


headline news:
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the Maple Leaf
flapping in summer heat
no Canadian experience
no job... no job
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