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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