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.