Chen-ou Liu Poems

an immigrant
living on the winter land
of nostalgia:
the past is my home
...

I hear
the siren singing
'Home, Sweet Home...'
a part of me
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this sultry night
I juggle past with present...
CN Tower
and Taipei 101
...

a sea of blue uniforms
under the New York sun
a black man
holding up a placard
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thinking of mom...
the calligraphy
of snow geese
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A Haiku Set


steaming wulong tea...
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back from shopping...
the reflection in the glass
of my car
a Chinese guy
...