Lotus gone, no longer holding up rain covers*,
Chrysanthemum withered, still have frost-decorated branches!
A whole year's beautiful scenery, you better remember,
Especially the time when citrus are yellow and oranges are green.
*rain covers are umbrellas--think of the shape of lily pads
Sunday, May 28, 2017
Sunday, May 21, 2017
Spring Evening by Su Dongbuo
A few minutes of spring evening: worth a thousand pieces of gold.
Flowers give light fragrance, the moon casts shadows.
Song notes on the balcony, sound lilting waves.
Swing set in the garden, night lingering deep.
Flowers give light fragrance, the moon casts shadows.
Song notes on the balcony, sound lilting waves.
Swing set in the garden, night lingering deep.
Sunday, May 07, 2017
The duck knows
Hui Cong's Spring River Evening Scene by Su Dongbuo
Outside the bamboo grove, two or three branches of peach blossoms.
Spring river water warming, the duck knows first.
Basil covers the ground, reed shoots slight.
Time for blow fish to swim upstream.
Written for Hui Cong's painting entitled Spring River Evening Scene, the painting does not feature a blow fish, but the other plants and signs evoke thoughts of the blow fish for Su Dongbuo, who enjoyed eating delicacies.
Outside the bamboo grove, two or three branches of peach blossoms.
Spring river water warming, the duck knows first.
Basil covers the ground, reed shoots slight.
Time for blow fish to swim upstream.
Written for Hui Cong's painting entitled Spring River Evening Scene, the painting does not feature a blow fish, but the other plants and signs evoke thoughts of the blow fish for Su Dongbuo, who enjoyed eating delicacies.
Friday, May 05, 2017
Duanwu de mayo #2
Two hands by Irene Yung
Margarita
Coughing from salt down the wrong pipe
Flushed from tequila down the right pipe
These pains are like lime juice:
A tart accent to the sweetness of gathering
At the table
Markers of springtime: lilac
Signs of love: laughter
How do you know poetry is coming?
Friends, thoughtful, pause from eating
Longing for sweetness
by Patti Lozano
These eyes have gazed unspeakable beauty
These feet have tread upon sacred ground
Leaving a sweetness that lingers on my tongue
O Spirit when will you awaken again
by Dana Jill Meaux Hatch
Cantina music blast
Reheat zongzi fast
Will next year be as fun?
May duanwu de mayo through the years last!
Along Lake Washington
by Annalise Lathrop
In my past I ran on the winding dirt path that snakes along the lake
In my present I run on the winding paved bike path that weaves along the same lake
Are these the same experiences?
Same same, but different...and somehow totally reminds me of my life
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