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

Sunday, June 22, 2014

I must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy me, a tanka prose

Alone in the darkness of this May Day morning, I can hear the droning of my muse's air-raid sirens. Waiting for the next explosion of words drives me crazy like a moth flying into the summer fire.

slash the alleyways
of my mind...
the feel of a black tip
moving across the page

NeverEnding Story, May 19, 2014