Ah! Of colourful stones of yore The road you paved light. In the kingdom of stars, I finally found my home. In that city of gold, I opened the gate to the Sun, To behold a fragment of the divine. At the Royal Palace of the Jewel Of the prehistoric wonders I read In an enormous, gorgeous ancient book. By my eyes I saw The golden words that Juan carved A … [Read more...]
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Cai Guo-Qiang speaksIn the old days in Chinamy father collected calligraphy,ancient scrolls, and rare books.We lived in Quanzhou,across the strait from Taiwan.We could hear artillery batteriesfiring into the mist at the islandthat still resisted the mainland.My father’s calligraphy was delicate and adept.I used to stand at his … [Read more...]
North: after the storm, all dust hung up in the crowded air, with his human face frozen into a dot of dust and a rising speckle of dust melted into his face to avoid this cold climate of his antarctic dream he relocated his naked soul at the dawn of summer South: like a raindrop on a small lotus leaf unable to find the spot to settle itself … [Read more...]
Again, water splashing against walls And windows with each car Passing by, colored umbrellas moving Above unidentifiable human legsRed light blinking towards the storm and White noise, every cherry tree skeletonTrying hard to find a shelter, a long-necked man Hopping around with yesterday’s Vancouver Sun on top off his bald headAn oversized truck full of Thick cement pipes … [Read more...]
For the past half century, I have never seenA single frog in this city, not even in the whole countryBut there are four big-mouthed frogs leaping aroundAfar in a ricefield of my native village, four frogsSquatting under the rotten bridge on the way leadingTo my junior high school, four frogs playing on a bigLotus leaf in my heart, four frogs calling constantlyFrom the dark … [Read more...]
On a sunny Saturday afternoonI would lead my inner selfhood Out of my small rented roomTo the Fraser River Valley ParkTo let it play with other dogsRunning and jumping wildlyCatching the ball each time I threwInto the air, the tree shade, the ditchThe bank, the water, and sometimes The ridge, where it sometimes stopped and stood Looking beyond the horizon, as if to join the … [Read more...]