john tiong chunghoo

Gold Star - 5,091 Points (Jan 21,1960 / Sibu, Sarawak, Borneo East Malaysia)

john tiong chunghoo Poems

201. I Would Rather Be The Queen's English 6/18/2005
202. Hardly Perfect 6/19/2005
203. The Missing Pages 3/11/2005
204. Japanese Senryu (Humour Short Forms) 3/30/2005
205. Haiku Quest 3/30/2005
206. Robot, Man And God 7/10/2005
207. Seven Layers Of Heaven 3/7/2005
208. Poem About Poetry - Originality 3/26/2005
209. God's Way 4/2/2005
210. Those Layered Cakes 3/24/2005
211. My Secret Love 3/24/2005
212. Song Of The Waves 3/24/2005
213. Bush - 'Am I Jinxed' 11/25/2005
214. Tanka Splendour 4/1/2005
215. Drunken Lines 3/30/2005
216. The Enemy I Overcome 3/30/2005
217. Tanka And Haiku 3/30/2005
218. Tanka - Autumn 6/20/2005
219. A Whirl-Blast From Behind The Hill 6/25/2005
220. I Was Looking A Long While 11/13/2005
221. Living Life 7/5/2005
222. Pathos Of Your Song 12/5/2005
223. Emperor's Bloom 12/5/2005
224. What's In A Gem 12/7/2005
225. The World Inside Me 12/9/2005
226. Dimensions 12/9/2005
227. Seeing A Clearer Me 12/9/2005
228. Krishna In A Butterfly 7/6/2005
229. Lord Krishna In A Butterfly 7/6/2005
230. Along The Field As We Came By 7/6/2005
231. The Hollow World In Me 4/23/2005
232. Tanka - Internet 3/28/2005
233. The Moon 4/4/2005
234. Haiku - After A Storm 4/3/2005
235. Life's Tragedy 4/16/2005
236. An Indicator 5/21/2005
237. The Harvest Moon 4/29/2005
238. Poem About Poetry - What Is Not Poetry 7/16/2005
239. The Clothesline 3/25/2005
240. A Study (A Soul) 10/19/2005

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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One Similar Second

does the face
of every born child
in a similar second
vary because of
the minute space
each occupies
in the similar second?

does their life differ

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