Chen-ou Liu Poems

once again
I rip my paper
to pieces -
on a moonlit night
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the first tanka in the sequence, Politics/Poetics of Re-Homing

a new immigrant
in the land of Snow White
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no sound in the black and white
Rodney King beating video
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Trayvon Martin Day
Justice and Peace painted
in black and white
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English teacher said
Just wipe 'I used to be....'
out of your mind
walking home alone
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a frog jumps
in my haiku draft
ripples
to the page's edge
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standing still
three First Nations children
in twilight
my spring-roll stand
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his fingers
numb with counting
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one drop
after another
the winter rain
falls on our faces...
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