Raymond Farrell

Gold Star - 27,293 Points (02/09/1954 / Perth, Ontario)

Chinese New Year's Eve In Hangzhou - Poem by Raymond Farrell

As I sit
Under the locust tree
I recall that yesterday
My evening walk
Took me past shuttered stores
On desolate streets
Which the day before teemed with people
Were nearly empty
Here and there, a straggler only
And in the distance
The constant din of fireworks
It's their New Year, not mine
Within, I feel
A strange mixture of loneliness and melancholy
Well up
No longer held at bay
By the hustle and bustle
Of the distracting crowds
Now off celebrating their New Year.

Topic(s) of this poem: commentary, new year

Comments about Chinese New Year's Eve In Hangzhou by Raymond Farrell

  • Yiyan Han (1/5/2018 10:13:00 AM)

    Well because you are an outsider...A strange mixture of loneliness and melancholy...wonder why... ;) (Report) Reply

    (1/5/2018 1:15:00 PM)

    I made it clear why It's their New Year not mine which makes the emotions understandable under the circumstances.

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  • Eugene Levich (4/13/2015 10:30:00 PM)

    A lovely poem with an interesting Chinese touch to it- a scene introduced and an emotion that it evoked. (Report) Reply

    (4/13/2015 11:02:00 PM)

    Thank you for reading and commenting.

  • (4/4/2015 11:54:00 PM)

    To be so completely surrounded by something, and yet not having that sense of belonging. This is a fantastic poem...A 10 (Report) Reply

    (4/5/2015 5:05:00 AM)

    Thank you for your comment. I am glad you grasped what I was driving at.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 3, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, May 4, 2018

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