Spring Haiku I’m optimistic; like a brand new tennis ball, everything’s chartreuse. The brook trout’s belly is like a...

  She could not see the avalanche cascade from foam-flecked marble rapids, being blind, but torrents of egrets and apple...

I. The Tin Shant on the hill in Martinique is stoutly situated, unique in design, and built half a century...

  A miracle, how else to say it then? At first, but ground, absolutely nothing there, A river meandering by,...

  The Glass Bottle Tree When the wind blows through, the tree shakes. The glass bottles tip their sunlight Over...

  Currency of Compassion Throughout the history of humanity conscious coveting with eyes, insanity anxious and eager to grasp with...

When the last candles smoldered on the funeral eve, And no echo of condolence rippled midnight silence, I rose in...

. . Fathers and Grandfathers When we see our Brethren bold, Reach the age called Growing old, Men grow thoughtful,...

I walked around the garden, and did think. If I had my own how would I create? With enclosed space...

True to Nature Men take up arms to battle in the sun, anticipating minor victories won o'er valiant, steadfast foes...

The aspens are turning, my neighbor said. I went to see. Mostly gold, some red, They stood and whirled, their...

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Poems from the Hungarian Poetry Reading 9/19/2013   Twenty Years Later By János Vajda (1827–1897) / Translation by Zsuzsanna Ozsváth...

I left my gloves at the analyst's He called to say he'd found them Black, he said, lined with cotton...

“Hello, again!” the sun does say when rising on a morn in May. “Thanks for the break,” replies the moon....

That distant bellow is merely a case Of west wind rushing through the tamarack In a race with itself to...

Imagine that you were lost in a wilderness and had to find your way out. Fortunately, you have with you...

Some People Say Some people say that giraffes were petite and they grew their necks out to properly eat, or...

Seasong I heard the wreathéd coral horn That Triton blew, and less forlorn Did suddenly I feel: I heard the...

On the painting "Le berges d'Arcadie" by Nicolas Poussin The rugged mountains in the distance stand beyond, above the three,...

At the Moment of Our Death At the moment of our death As we draw our final breath Should we...

  Held on May 26, 2014, at Da Tang, in New York, participants read Tang Dynasty poetry, translated poetry previously...

Blue and Yellow Barn-Swallows She made a note to note when they arrived. It’s obvious whenev’r they fin’lly do. Over...

  Our ends and deaths sit with us all the time defining executioners and crime; and though we try to...

Coastal Shingle There, totem-stacked in paratactic charm, The words cascade: Hay.Shavings.Piglets.Straw. I had not sought a sign from Salt Marsh...

Zhen-Shan-Ren: “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance,” the three main principles of Falun Dafa Zhen-Shan-Ren, Zhen-Shan-Ren… Hear the Truth that sounds like “Zhen,” Rhythm that...

Ashamed I will no longer be... Ashamed I will no longer be To write an older poetry -- I have...

The cost of insurance was such Its price I could sadly not touch -- So I gave all of that...

Updated January 10, 2020 Ascending the Phoenix Terrace in Jinling by Li Bai (701-762) Here phoenix roamed four hundred years...

The Battleground The slashing blades strike fierce and deep The newly stricken fall down in heaps. In vain: the foe...

  Cynthia Moon Go drag your white skull before blind seas That tumble dazed to your mono-eyed magic Go string...

Waiting, Sadly For Keats I'm waiting, sadly, for a guest to come: What hour defeats me and how I don't...

The two were different as could be as anyone could surely see One was tall and thick and white, the...

The Fallen Vestige The fallen vestige of her foliate time: Browned leaves beneath; coarse needles of old pine Once green...

Vespers Lonely broods the moonlit gloom High above the river's flume, Hiding in its dark vault Stars nebulous clouds exalt....

Click: a Pic of Xi Jinping By Lu "Reed Cabs" Wei He rolls along, like as a giant panda bear,...

Oh what is the hue? The right shade of blue To color the new morning sky And the green for...

Tell me why the patient is still crying. What pharmaceuticals? pain pills? barbiturates? What pretties has the doctor been supplying?...

Retreating Snow Like an old man dragging his long white hair out of the lawn, back toward the forest’s shade,...