On A Chinese Folding Screen Poem by Anne Yun

Back and forth, needle through the cloth Pebbles come after autumnal frosts Sneak out when the sun rise east To west it shines the awakening earth at last i move to spring. a wonderful poem. you are a gifted poetess dear Ann. tha nk you. tony

This poem strikes me as a double poem: the first one describes the making of this screen with its traditional subject matter emphasizing nature across the seasons. So the first poem is an account of the artist at work. But the second poem is that design which has an energy of its own and comes to life in the middle stanzas. And I can't say which one is the main poem to me. I like the drama of both components. It gives a special urgency to the act of creating art but also the act of observing the finished product.

Beautiful piece anne Where are the names? You may ask One is driving on a snowflake One is hiding with a winter snake The rest? Might in some frozen dust beautiful

I first read this poem in 2016 when you published it at PH. It's now four years later when I re-read it tonight and its loveliness touched me deeply. Your poem celebrates the sheer beauty and joy of human existence, and dispels the disappointments and sadness of life so that we can appreciate

interesting poem. really loved it

Very beautiful poem, sounds like you've managed to capture utopia on your folding screen.

Rereading it I found it more rich than by first reading.A gret work of art, dear Anne.Keep on writting poesy.

On a Chinese folding screen I embroider thousand names Amid the peony blooms Beneath them leaves perpetual green - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Awesome write ! !