No Language Is Neutral Poem by Chen-ou Liu

No Language Is Neutral

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A Tanka Set


high noon sunlight
beats down on this rooming house...
the migrant
with a gap-toothed smile
says, I'm learning Inglish

the tongues
of a maple tree
are bare...
my loss of home
speaks in Chinglish

Saturday, May 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: home,immigration,language
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