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Walking in the garden with Qu Yuan

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My drawing: Today is Dragon Boat Festival in China: The Dragon Boat Festival (Duanwu Festival, Duānwǔ Jié, Double Fifth, Tuen Ng Jit) is a traditional holiday that commemorates the life and death of the famous Chinese scholar Qu Yuan (Chu Yuan).The festival occurs on the fifth day of the fifth month on the Chinese lunisolar calendar. So…I sketched this drawing of Qu Yuan (a poet and politician)

 

I did not know you last night,

then the doctors and nurses

….. the souls of China….

told me about your mountain spirit

and banners of cassia.

 

So I thought of bamboo groves,

and sky still unseen.

And how the thunder rumbles

and rain darkens

after all these years.

Halcyon days

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My picture: My apartment….

Years ago I was living in a different place,
writing at that window facing the main street.
And then you came by…..
lightning guided by the gods.
A sea of cherry blossom, wave after wave.

And now…..
I write at a different window, facing East.
But with traces of those ancient moments,
and stones here and there.
A shade of a white willow tree.

On the road again

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My pictures: still taken from a short video I am trying to male 🙂

A heavy squeak of breaks
as taillights crest the hill.
Motors amplified,
playing AC/DC in the morning
Guaranteed to make me feel alright.

Some prefer to listen to a love song,
and watch the road go by.
And outside the crows
gorge in an open field,
pierced by sorrow and a heart beating morning.

A suggestion

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My picture: an early morning poem…I was very tired 🙂

I talked with a friend tonight, it was late

She told me I was different,

that I cared about China.

So I told her. …..

“I just want to write… just well enough
to make an end”

Gloria

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My picture

Another bus journey to work,

Vivaldi in my ears.

Stretching long on the dewy ground,

reflecting the early morning peace.

 

A ‘D’ major moment,

of forgotten swings and daffodils

already wilting in the spring heat.

 

Humanity’s pride obscures a lost horizon

……as the cold drape of darkness

awaits journeys end.

And heralds the new army of the day.

Night time laughter

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My drawing: a reflection of a moment….thinking of someone…..

Twisting in the wind,

rebuilding the molecules.

It should be enough.

But breezing winds and flights in turn,

slam the days down through charcoal space

and sunlight filtered clouds.

 

And as the night relaxes,

nothing stirs except the saddest lines.

As I listen, an image appears

 of your bright body and infinite eyes

….. laughing one more time.

Me and Bob Dylan, again

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Sometimes I dream of sunshine,
but not often.

Last night Bob Dylan appeared,
riding on soft marshmallow clouds…..
a contrived visual modality.

“Bob Dylan? What are you doing here” said I.

As the night unfolded….. there was a quest to write and dream.

And as the clouds left
Bob told me

“You know… this world is ours, all of ours…
but is run by people who never listen to music, anyway”

With that the dream drifted away,
like a bottle on a journey.
So empty to be.