Chen-ou Liu Poems

loneliness
doesn't have a tongue...
and yet it speaks
through a dripping faucet
...

white picket fence

I step on the neighbor's shadow
he yells at me, "illegal alien"
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written for the "celebration" of Chinese New Year of the Pig

dinner alone
one more slice of roast piglet
...

I stare at the ellipses

at the end of a life story
etched in a borrowed tongue
...

among shadows
in this attic room
I hear
years of lonely nights
...

my blind date
in white with black spots
under dim streetlight
I dress up a few facts
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first birthday
after her husband's death
in dim light
she rocks herself to sleep
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to Georgia O'Keeffe

a sliver of moon
over the childhood tree house
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