Chen-ou Liu Poems

Starry Night
hangs on my attic wall:
with eyes that saw
the drunken darkness
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I stand
at the edge of night
looking in
and out at the space
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A Haiku Sequence


'Old Sichuan Cuisine'
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nostalgia
is a many-mouthed bird
all winter long
singing, Please let me haunt
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Iraqi children
glued to a small TV:
he stands firmly
under a banner which reads
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like pastry dough
the fingers of my mind
work through
hometown memories -
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our last talk
full of might haves, could haves,
should haves...
snowflakes drifting
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their coarse voices
Wow! Chinaman s-peak-s En-gli-sh
amplified
by a room of silence
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a tanka sequence for the author of Ecclesiastes


I upstairs writing
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