Archive for February, 2017

Tuesday, February 28th, 2017


As for the five pecks of rice –
The way she ate suddenly we understood
the word “ravenous” – from “to raven”

Monday, February 27th, 2017


But last night (a Monday)
this room was so stifling sleep was impossible
Turn off the heating and open a window
But it’s freezing outside
literally (not here)

Sunday, February 26th, 2017


From the street a Chinese melody
But you need 3 lungs to whistle it
While we’re on lungs –
The AQI is currently 61 here; in Beijing it’s 159

Saturday, February 25th, 2017


an eagle spread its wings
and circled the horse

flight of imagination

Friday, February 24th, 2017


And the poem at 15.10 looks likely to score a B at best as things stand
though one can always go back scrub some words out scribble new words in

Thursday, February 23rd, 2017


Sometimes all it takes
is to hear a name
to reopen old wounds
(See footnote)

Wednesday, February 22nd, 2017


Where live the birds of myth
awaiting identification and recompense

Tuesday, February 21st, 2017


I start shooting the breeze with some of the male workers
but all the time my eyes are looking elsewhere

Monday, February 20th, 2017


The air is filled with all that life could turn out to be
But since it cannot be known it’s not worth thinking about

Sunday, February 19th, 2017


Check to see if the “Crème d’Escargot”
I slapped on my forehead last night has worked
(it has: my skin – or at least the skin
on my forehead – is velvet to the touch)
but still I wonder how much longer I can hold out