john tiong chunghoo

Gold Star - 5,055 Points (Jan 21,1960 / Sibu, Sarawak, Borneo East Malaysia)

john tiong chunghoo Poems

281. The First Snow 12/31/2005
282. Starlet 12/31/2005
283. Plant Power 12/31/2005
284. The Real Aliens 12/31/2005
285. Tanka - New Year Fireworks 1/1/2006
286. Heaven And Hell 2/19/2006
287. Where Heaven Is 2/19/2006
288. The Notebook 2/19/2006
289. The Rain Just Now 2/19/2006
290. Time 4/8/2006
291. Nerve Wracking 4/9/2006
292. The Cross 4/9/2006
293. Lost Treasure 4/10/2006
294. Pet Under My Skin 4/13/2006
295. Eyes 4/13/2006
296. Ideas Are Stars 4/15/2006
297. Mr Arctics, Mrs Antarticas 4/17/2006
298. Cambodia Travel Haiku - Apsara Dancers 2/3/2006
299. On The Sea 11/12/2005
300. Demons 10/5/2005
301. Drizzle Over Lake 10/6/2005
302. He Speaks A Different Tongue 10/6/2005
303. Me 10/8/2005
304. The Only Thing Constant 10/9/2005
305. Hidden Centre Of The Universe 8/4/2005
306. Theatrics Of The Mind 3/31/2006
307. Womb Of The Universe 3/31/2006
308. Poem About Poetry - The Real Poets 4/2/2006
309. God Is Angry 4/5/2006
310. Cambodia Travel Series - The Grim Truth 3/10/2006
311. Given The Choice 3/11/2006
312. Why? Why? 3/14/2006
313. Downloading The World 3/15/2006
314. Haiku - Password 1/11/2006
315. A White Paper 1/14/2006
316. Forces 6/8/2005
317. Public Phone 6/8/2005
318. Things Glorious 6/8/2005
319. Christmas Joy 3/9/2005
320. Tanka - How Could There Be No End 1/14/2006

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
    Exhausted
    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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Warm And Soft As Breath

butterfly, are your
stripes and shades
a map to paradise?
if that is so, i am
already in one

so serene, so quiet
your gentle adventure
enchanting colours

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