Karma Meeting: for All Casual Lovers I don’t know your name Nor will I get any idea about Your age, your family, your work Your daily routine or idiosyncrasy (Which is irrelevant anyway) But I always remember the muted music Of your breath, the compressed smell of your spirit Especially your blooming serenity and elegance Alas, how can I ever forget you did not even Bother to take a look at me, although for this Very meeting, all the three trillion cells In my body have been beseeching So many stars in the parallel universe For the past five hundred years To arrange for us to see each other, although only Once in a lifetime While myriads of raindrops beat against our drums alike Towards another summer evening Kharma: A Mega Romance It has taken the entire human history For her and him To meet To be together, and Sure, they will spend All their futures alone On an earth Newly broken off From this planet One Tree That Makes a Whole Forest Instead of reaching deep Into the ground, you hung all your roots On your twigs in the wild open, trying To absorb both air and light directly As well as darkness and cold Ready to connect to soil and water Growing from a single seed into a huge forest That’s the secret of banyan The secret about karma Touring Test: for Helen Liao There is no solution to this Problem of the other mind Hosted in my bedmate’s body: After 40 years of marriage Are you a cyborg human, or Am I a human cyborg? Perhaps We are both dreaming in a virtual world Like a lost intelligent robot? Facts to Be Fictionalized Bury facts deep So that in the future Nothing could be dug out From underneath the ruins of history But in these moments when words still hold A wind arises, blowing Across the mind Stories are spreading everywhere Told and retold within a larger story Are but an entire other era Karma Cares about the Couple: for Li Lan Half a century ago, you gave me A tuner just to help me learn To play erhu, rather than set The tune of love, if not life For me, but alas, I mistook it For your token of love, and Have kept it in the heart of My soul until now I return it To you with my organ of love A match not made in heaven But resulted from a wrong Stroke of serendipity Yuan Changming grew up in an isolated village, started to learn the English alphabet in Shanghai at age 19 and published monoragpohs on translation before leaving China. With a Canadian PhD in English, Yuan edits Poetry Pacific with Allen Yuan in Vancouver. Credits include 12 Pushcart nominations for poetry and 2 for fiction as well as 16 chapbooks and appearances in Best of the Best Canadian Poetry (2008-17), among 2,019 others across 49 countries. A poetry judge for Canada's 44th National Magazine Awards, Yuan began to write and publish fiction in 2022, with his first (hybrid) novel Bamakoola: Paradise Regained forthcoming in 2025. |
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