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Offline Xinmiao

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A Few Poems
« on: May 13, 2006, 12:35:08 PM »
Hibernation  05/12/06

Yes, I've found my peace
On this summer afternoon
torpid and sweet
Moist wind threading the sunlight
Future is as distant as the past
Around some corner
Leans a thin young girl
With slender, bemused look
Morning spreads its wings
Flies toward the dusk
Vague music walks from one dream
Into another
Happiness it is
As long as my eyes shut

  - To Bilbo, E=MC3, Espoir
  Rest, my dear
  In a complete and crystal dream
  Light shed through the cloud
  Will surround you, pellucid
  As deep lake water
  Embryo in the uterus
  The quiet clock goes to eternity
  Do you simply run
  Climb and jump, Freedom
  Is the heavy rain in the afternoon
  That irrigates all the sweet fruits
  I proceed, carrying my sins
  Exploring with my own species
  I reach for sunshine, truth
  That falls to our world
  You donít know you saved me
  I will finish the journey left
  Endure anguish, enjoy happiness
  There will be one day
  When my time comes
  Then, would you hate me?
  If I could hold your hand
  And pick a flower from Spring
  I watch you from outside the window
  Soft breath, no pains
  Sleep, my dear


In the late night I woke up from a dream
A song haunted my heart
The grief that has been lurking for long
Turned into tears on a distant violin string

Do you know?
That autumn has passed
Even in the warmest south
Leaves and grasses are falling
In a galaxy I cannot see
With whom are you meeting?

In the days without you
For a thousand, a thousand times I tried to forget
At times your name slipped off my tongue
No longer shoving waves in the ocean of my mind

Only on this winter night
The helplessness on your face
And the agony you could not speak
Suddenly came to me as tides
Into the eyes that have long been dry

My poor thing
Those moments and many others in the past
Have etched me so deeply
That I cannot forgive life
Just as I cannot forgive myself

Has your pain ended?
I hope for all your happiness
I am still here struggling, rising and falling
Blindly writing the sorrow of an elegy

Fireworks 11/12/05

I remember in the plaza of late fall
There gathered a big crowd
Some people talked aloud
Some people exchanged smiles
They were all waiting for miracle to kindle
The dusk that had just departed
I held my breath, looked at the first tender
Shy as the first kiss of lovers, quickly hid
Behind the sparse stars long forgotten
Moonlight was shining and said don't sorrow
Your sentimental heart
Lo and behold
There is another flower
That illuminates the trembling mouth sending a soft sigh
The blooming is so elegant
It rises, rises
And pauses to impregnate
Many many small lights for the next splinter moment
They were isolated, awash, thick, light
They were red, green, purple, golden
Fire suddenly spread throughout both of my eyes
All the starts and ends were awaken
Who are falling from heaven so determinedly?
As if it were only for the innocence at the very beginning
With tears inside I looked up
At millions of ardent lives going by without an answer
If all has been arranged long before, fireworks
I will remember your radiant happiness


I've been on the road for long
Thousands of miles heard my footsteps
Only the hometown willows can tell
How many Springs have since passed
Beneath Heaven Man endure so much
That I learn to forget sorrows
I calmly behold wind and rain striking flowers
Watch destined joys and pains with apathy
All are only brief dreams like morning dews

But listen, who is singing a song of love?
So beautiful, so gentle
It stirs the dreary lake of my mind
And drowns me in a sleepless night
I fell, to the past
Tender feelings awakened once more
With the company of a lonely dim lamp
I saw through the mist of time
And glimpsed the young devotion
That has shattered into heartaches long before
« Last Edit: May 13, 2006, 12:39:39 PM by Xinmiao »
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.

Offline caliban1

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Re: A Few Poems
« Reply #1 on: May 15, 2006, 02:09:48 AM »
Hi Xinmiao,
I have read your poems over a few times.  The imagery is enchanting, and imagery is what makes most poety work.  In most of the poems I feel that you need to do more to connect the images. Your poems seem to work by the association of images.  I think many readers would like to see more in the poems which shows or "tells" (not always a bad word) the significance of the images.

I did find the first poem easier to take in than the others.  I do enjoy just reading your poems and letting the images roll through my mind. 

I hope to see more of your work, and I hope to see some comments from others here.  It is always good to have more than one perspective.

Thank you for posting,
It is all a metaphor.


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Re: A Few Poems
« Reply #2 on: May 15, 2006, 08:57:04 AM »
Well, I very much enjoyed your offerings, especially towards the end. The bluesy one, which was less poetical and more narrative caught me, drew me in, and the one after, with stars and tears, I was yours. I love the way your narrative and imagery progress along together creating something that feels less laboured and intricate and more like the movement of mind, emotion and heart.

Thanks for your bouquet of poems....

I have written thousands and will probably post some here. I write them all spontaneously, so it is hit and miss quality wise, but I have a fun suggestion for you which maybe you have already tried.

Do Heaven, Earth and Man poems, either three lines or three verses.

Heaven: set the mood, the weather, the atmosphere, the firrst stroke of the brush on virgin white paper.

Earth: compliments heaven, makes it real, balances.

Man: joins Heaven and Earth, energise the two and makes it come together, usually with an emotion, a feeling, the teardrop of the first two falling onto the leaf below.

Simple example to illustrate the principle:

(buddhist recommend using first thought to start, as in spontaneous haiku tradition from Zen/Chan masters)

Growing old together
Footsteps echoing shakily on the clapboard porch
He offers her a trembling chrysanthemum, and bows.

Actually, 'and bows' could be the fourth 'Emperor' line, which is a sort of super Man line, or a second Man line that goes deeper, making it more dignified.

Japanese prefer landscapes and very simple visual haiku. I was being more Western by having it be narrative.
The first line was spontaineous with nothing in mind.....

Offline Xinmiao

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Re: A Few Poems
« Reply #3 on: May 16, 2006, 09:58:39 PM »
Hey Caliban,

Thank you so much for your comments. I never really know "how" to write a poem. To be frank, some of the modern poems read pretty confusing to me (I'm mostly referring to Chinese poems). Sometimes it seems to me most of the "good" ones contain big jumps in imagery. So... consciously or subconsciously, I do tend to build the habbit that you commented on. Will be paying extra attention to that next time I feel the urge of writing one.

Many thanks again!

And Hi Tharpa.

Thanks a lot too for the remarks. Wow you've written thousands of poems! I only write when I feel like it. Haven't got to s point to artistically construct something. I guess mostly I was just trying to write down my emotions pretty randomly. Thanks for the "Heave, Earth, Man" tip. In the end that seems to me to be how a person grows: idealism, reality, to learn to live with one's own peace. I don't know what the exact definition of poem is. But something that portrays life's drama - it got to be good.

Cheers (at least I try :)

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Re: A Few Poems
« Reply #4 on: May 17, 2006, 11:48:52 AM »
Thank you for these - you have a wonderful - meaningful way with words :)

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Re: A Few Poems
« Reply #5 on: May 20, 2006, 07:59:28 PM »
Hiding 05/20/06

Since I have made my choice
Since Life has chosen
I will keep an eternal smile
The wind is blowing
Under the silent blue sky
I will be chitchatting
Lake water is as peaceful as the mind
Stranger friend, have my blessing
Hold the warm hand I offer
But please, no one in this world
Can ever reach that corner
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.