john tiong chunghoo

Gold Star - 5,153 Points (Jan 21,1960 / Sibu, Sarawak, Borneo East Malaysia)

john tiong chunghoo Poems

41. Poem About Poetry - As The Poems Go 11/13/2005
42. Scarecrow 12/17/2005
43. The Sacred Font 12/17/2005
44. Shoe At Roadside 11/15/2005
45. Hopscotch 11/22/2005
46. Kite 11/22/2005
47. The Chicken Tore Me Up 3/17/2005
48. Comfort 8/13/2005
49. A Time To Talk 6/11/2005
50. By Candlelight 6/11/2005
51. Acquainted With The Night 6/12/2005
52. Tanka - Last Leaf 6/4/2005
53. A Song 4/29/2005
54. To Be Alive Is Power 11/21/2005
55. 1. The Stair 3/11/2005
56. Haiku - Two Months Old 3/15/2005
57. Loudness Of Your Love 3/7/2005
58. Poem About Poetry - Verses In The Air 8/2/2005
59. Somebody's Game 8/6/2005
60. New Leaf 10/14/2005
61. Statue Of Liberty 3/24/2005
62. My God 4/1/2005
63. Haiku And Tanka 4/1/2005
64. Nicknames 4/1/2005
65. Malaysiana - Straits Of Malacca 4/1/2005
66. Let's Give The World A Chance 3/21/2005
67. Angel 3/30/2005
68. Pirates Killing In The Streets 3/30/2005
69. As The Time Draws Nigh 5/14/2005
70. As I Watche'D The Ploughman Ploughing 5/12/2005
71. Seal Cub Hunt 4/23/2005
72. Shadow 3/8/2005
73. That Mysterious Waves Of Pain 3/9/2005
74. Don'T, Don'T Appear To Me 3/9/2005
75. Seeing The World With God 3/9/2005
76. Engineered Evolution 6/29/2005
77. Tanka - Grandad Sings Away His Blues 6/4/2005
78. A March In The Ranks, Hard Prest 5/16/2005
79. Life (Inspired By Charlotte Bronte) 5/20/2005
80. Poem About Poetry - Let My Poem 5/21/2005

Comments about john tiong chunghoo

  • Mo. (6/2/2007 1:30:00 PM)

    ''Keep On! ! ''

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  • Stewart Mckenzie (5/3/2005 6:59:00 PM)

    Not rubbish - modern physics, see for example 'The Elegant Universe' by Brian Greene. The time of a traveler moving at the speed of light relative to you is stopped according to your watch, just as your time is to the traveler. This is Einstein's special theory of relativity. Photons are sub-atomic “entities” that convey light. They have the extraordinary property of always traveling at the same speed no matter where they are coming from, from where they are observed, or how fast, or in what direction the observer is traveling. Since light travels at the speed of light relative to anything, everything, there is no time in the realm of light (also it is by no means clear that light is bound by the laws of space, see the new work on entangled photons that appear to communicate instantaneously no matter how far apart) . Strange but true. The eight odd seconds that light takes to reach you from the sun is your time, not light's. As a poet I recommend that you read the new cosmology, it is very strange but very beautiful.

  • Stewart Mckenzie (3/28/2005 2:29:00 PM)

    A Buddhist monk was once asked if art could be a path to enlightenment. He answered that it was a good way to start but the danger was that one became attached to one's creations.

    I send you to renderings of D. T. Suzuki's translations of Kaku-an's poems for the first and eighth oxherding pictures.

    Searching For The Ox (first oxherding picture)
    Kaku-an Shi-en
    Sung Dynasty China ca.1300 AD

    Alone in the wild
    Lost in the forest
    The boy searches searches
    The flooding streams
    The distant mountains
    The endless path
    In despair
    Nowhere to go
    At dusk he hears only cicadas
    Buzzing in the maple woods

    From a translation by D. T. Suzuki

    Ox and Man Vanish (eighth oxherding picture)
    Kaku-an Shi-en
    Sung Dynasty China ca.1300 AD

    Nothing there
    No whip - no rope - no man - no ox
    Who can tell the size of the sky?
    No snowflakes fall above the fire
    When all this is so
    The ancient Mind appears

    From a translation by D. T. Suzuki

  • Derek Germain (3/23/2005 7:42:00 PM)

    I like the Haiku's. I thought they were supposed to be 5 syllables,7 syllables, and the 5 again....?

Best Poem of john tiong chunghoo

01 And The Moon And The Stars And The World

long walk at night
the breeze freezes my spirit
the moon warms it up
pulling at my poetic soul
the crickets sing their poems to the night
a million other insects contribute their share
to loosen up the night
for lovers, husbands and wives
while a tide of words too
creeps in all directions in my mental sphere
saturates the poetic bar of the intellect
waiting to be strummed into verses
the rhythm swims along with them
as i write out verse by verse
the moon my friend shares its light
the night wind inspires
lovelorn stars wave all the way
a ...

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water the world
before anything
else came along

from the water,
i heard record of things
old and new

they unveil them

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