Chen-ou Liu Poems

my muse
a blood python
coils around me
a love poem ready
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a dung beetle
lies on its back
with its feet
toward the starless sky
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she replies
in a flat tone
"don't worry, I'm fine..."
her arms dotted with scabs
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all the bitterness
locked inside her heart...
the clicking
of grandma's needles
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crows on the fence
squawking like academics
at a conference
my Lego-brick words
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A Tanka Set

The feeling of love is [not] something that is transient or can be tarnished by the works of time -paraphrasingSreoshi Sengupta
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my "now"
written to fill up
a jagged piece
of time...
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