Thursday, December 1, 2016

CHANGMING YUAN

CHANGMING YUAN

SNAG

You have long since died
But you will never fall

Sitting deadly among leafy growths
Your body embodies a rebirth
Greening close to your rotten cycles







Ventifact

A fact of fiction
A fiction of fact
Carved with the invisible
Chisels of the tropical wind, you will
Never undertake a finishing touch

Nor do you really need one
To bloom your inner being
Into a solid shape of beauty
Weathering against all civilization








COPSE

Standing straight against the frozen sky
Your skeletons are the exquisite calligraphy
Of the season

Your name is writ

Not in water
But with wind







TARN

Brew out of the purest dews of
Mountains like white elephants, it is a pool
Of wine, overflown from Mabakoola

Whereas all other lakes are filled
With nothing but human tears and sweat
Or simply polluted raindrops







MOONBOW

Few humans look up
At you, but you reflect
And refract just as many colors
As much beauty as a sunbow

With little warmth of the day
But countless secrets about darkness

CHANGMING YUAN


CHANGMING YUAN, 9-time Pushcart nominee and author of 7 chapbooks, started to learn English at age 19 and published monographs on translation before moving out of China. Currently, Changming edits Poetry Pacific with Allen Yuan in Vancouver, and has poetry appearing in Best Canadian Poetry (2009,12,14), Best New Poems Online, Three penny Review and 1229 others across 38 countries.

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