Best Chinese Poems

Colorful ribbons 
follow the woman’s movements. 
I can almost see
floating rainbows.

Pale beauties unfurl 
ivory hued fans.
I imagine
swan wings fluttering.


I chose both the ribbon dance and...

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Poems from old and yellowed
Chinese scrolls make me sad,
make me sad: stored in shiny,
lacquered boxes of perfumed teak,
they crumble when unrolled.
And the hands that must...

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A gambler from Hong Kong named Louie.
He was dumb and quite a bit screwy.
In a gambling pad,
he lost all he had.
Today, he can’t afford chop...

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The second day of the Chinese New Year
Tradition has it say
That the son in law visits 
His mother in law
Guest of honour on this day

She...

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Dragon was hatched in the year of the Dragon, on the Chinese Zodiac.
But, then so was I. Yep folks, that makes me so very, amazingly...

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Red envelope
Bursting with luck
Dragons dancing in the street...

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DEMETER AT THE CHINESE OPERA


So, I invited you to the Chinese Opera impulsively
Thinking of masks and dragons and triumphant mystery
I though it was time we...

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The Lunar Cycle

Holiday of fifteen days

Red lanterns shed light...

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Lunar New Year brings blessings bright:
Affluence now cheers our spirits right.


Goodies galore with sure good health:
So much and more with ample wealth.


Time moves most brisk...

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To A Chinese Dragon
Sponsor: David Lindsay

Ode to you, my Chinese Dragon, for you have stolen my heart!
your slow slimy tail was wagging and ripped a...

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Dumplings 

As I walk into the kitchen, for a snack, 
my mother, her apron, night black hair, and jade bracelet, 
 makes me dumplings.
She combines...

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Reaching out to infinitude 
when words have come to an end.
		Yan Yu

Presence, without;
the space framed 
but left empty.  
Mountains float
as a fisherman
ignores, wishing 
only...

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31/10/18


Beneath a pale sky of bleakest white,
Songs carried by the eastern wind,
The faint sounds of flutes and lesser known cries,
Reveal a surface less skimmed.

The slowest...

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A large toothy Chinese dragon spirits me away.
To lively San Francisco street with paper lanterns.
Trinkets of all shapes and forms. Smells wafting in
Reminding me of...

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These are translations of some of the oldest Japanese waka, which evolved into tanka, renga and haiku. 

While you decline to cry,
high on the mountainside
a...

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