Chen-ou Liu's Translation Project: First English-Chinese Haiku and Tanka Blog

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Alienation

At daybreak, I wake up from a recurring dream: I ride the Mongolian horse through snowy fields deeper into the unknown world of one color.

a bowl of congee
next to a cup of coffee...
exile and after

Can I find out now what A thought of me? Why did L stand before I, blocking the sky on Canada Day? And what did E want to be added to? At last…will my being mean anything for N or for the rest of the word?

Diogen, September 2012