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

Saturday, April 11, 2026

Imagine, a Dreamer

just to be alive
on this dew-drenched morning
a green-leafed breeze

"I don't know a dream that's not been shattered ...," Paul Simon's voice whispers in a corner of my mind. I repeat to myself, "I'll be alright."

As snow geese unzip the morning sky, I start taking the first step of my new life journey of a thousand miles.

Friday, April 10, 2026

Thursday, April 9, 2026

Wednesday, April 8, 2026

The Passion

the glow of fireballs
in a dead baby's eyes
the stone cross tilted

Silhouetted against the half collapsed and blood-splattered wall, the parish priest of Holy Family Church looks into the cellphone camera, and says in a firm voice, "nuns and I will stay and take care of elderly and wounded people, pregnant women and children."

"Are you not afraid of dying during the next Israeli strike?"

"Jesus is weak and vulnerable among people who need help and comfort, and that is exactly the way, the only way,  in which Jesus can be with us and help us."

Tuesday, April 7, 2026

Anything New outside St Peter's Basilica?

a magical-realism tanka prose written on Pope Leo XIV's first day

as dusk deepens
a white-haired refugee's shadow
slips into the church ...
after mass, a priest muses
if he ranks love for others

Half awake yet half asleep, he glances at the LED bedside clock: 03:00 flashing red. Flanked by LED numbers, a blindingly bright human figure starts chanting:

Religion says don't hope
outside this whitewashed wall.
But then, once in a lifetime,
these longed-for tidal waves
of justice, peace and love
can rise up under the morning sun
if faith and action rhyme

Chrysanthemum, 35, 2025


German Translation:

Gibt es Neues vor dem Petersdom?
Eine magisch-realistische Tanka-Prosa, geschrieben am ersten Tag von Papst Leo XIV.

bei zunehmender Dämmerung gleitet
der Schatten eines weißhaarigen Flüchtlings
in die Kirche ...
nach der Messe sinniert ein Priester darüber
ob er die Liebe zu anderen über alles stellt

Halb wach, halb schlafend wirft er einen Blick auf den LED-Wecker: 03:00 blinkt es rot. Flankiert von LED-Ziffern beginnt eine blendend helle menschliche Gestalt zu singen:

Die Religion sagt: Hoffe nicht
außerhalb dieser weiß getünchten Mauer. 
Doch dann, einmal im Leben,
können diese ersehnten Flutwellen
der Gerechtigkeit, des Friedens und der Liebe
unter der Morgensonne aufsteigen,
wenn Glaube und Handeln sich reimen

Monday, April 6, 2026

Easter Lily Haiku

Easter lily
a curl at each edge
deepens



Added:

Jesus Wept

war news on mute ...
the sound
of Easter rain

church spire's tip 
piercing through half-sleep
a child's scream

I cry 
no reason, and yet
(this silence)


FYI: The title,  "Jesus Wept" (John 11:35),  is widely recognized as the shortest verse in the English Bible (King James Version and many others).

We are growing accustomed to violence, resigning ourselves to it, and becoming indifferent, indifferent to the deaths of thousands of people

Pope Leo XIV,  his first Easter Mass


And this is a sequence to my tanka set below:

What Will Come Next?

in Easter sunshine
a billboard atop the church
proclaims:
Mary, called Magdalene
host to seven devils

Jesus is Risen
drifts from the whitewashed church
on the corner
a middle-aged black man
wears a crown of thorns



Added:

After Easter

slate-gray sky
white, trumpet-shaped blooms
curl inward

church door closed
a fallen petal
cups the last light


Added:

a gembun written to T.S. Elliot

April is the cruelest month, I murmur to myself

drinking alone
the sound of snowfall
deepens


Added:

alone ...
the dawn sky 
tinged gray


Added: Politics of Distraction, V:
written in response to the Convicted Felon/Peanut-Brained man who sits behind the Resolute Desk

Does this political senryu (comic haiku) work well?

two-week ceasefire …
mid-bite of a taco
he mumbles, I won


FYI: taco stands for Trump Always Chickens Out


Added:

two-week ceasefire
pop, popping under the hood
of a Ford Mustang


Added: 

love in my dream
eyes half-closed, lips parted ...
surf crashes ashore

Sunday, April 5, 2026

Easter Sunday Haiku

Easter Sunday
as the churchyard mist parts
another grave



Added: 

What Will Come Next?

in Easter sunshine
a billboard atop the church
proclaims:
Mary, called Magdalene
host to seven devils

Jesus is Risen
drifts from the whitewashed church
on the corner
a middle-aged black man
wears a crown of thorns


FYI: White evangelical Protestants have emerged as one of the most loyal and crucial voting blocs for Donald Trump, with approximately 72% to 80% supporting him in the 2016, 2020, and 2024 elections... excerpted from Pew Research Center, Feb. 9, 2026: "White evangelicals remain among Trump’s strongest supporters,"

Saturday, April 4, 2026

Golden Glow Tanka

one year older
as sunlight floods the bedroom,
a golden glow
brightening each corner ...
Death and I minds apart

Chrysanthemum, 35, 2025


German Translation:

ein Jahr älter
als Sonnenlicht das Schlafzimmer flutet
ein goldener Glanz
erhellt jede Ecke ...
Tod und ich sind uns uneins

Wednesday, April 1, 2026

Youthful Face Tanka

my wife
braids our daughter's hair
with lullabies ...
my five-year-old self gazes
at Mother's youthful face

Tuesday, March 31, 2026

Anxiety Wolf Tanka

in the moonlit dark
its eyes gleam, jaws slather
and teeth gnash...
this anxiety wolf stares at me
while dizzy, breathing fast

Monday, March 30, 2026

Whitewashed Road Sign Tanka

The Drowning Noise of Other Words, CCLXXXVIII: "a whitewashed road sign"

dust swirling past
"<-- Tarqumia, Jerusalem -->
peace be with you" 
under the scorching sun
a whitewashed road sign



Added: The Drowning Noise of Other Words, CCLXXXIX: "skeletal house"

skeletal house  
and charred pottery shards --  
grass creeps in the cracks


Added: The Drowning Noise of Other Words, CCXC: "between wire fences"

slate-gray sky
swarm after swarm of flies
between wire fences


Added: The Drowning Noise of Other Words, CCXCI: "the Death Bill"

Sde Teiman
silhouetted against desert sunset 
on the TV
passing of the Death Bill
popping of champagne 


FYI:  Sde Teiman is a scandal-plagued Israeli military detention camp in the Negev desert near the Gaza border.

And Haaretz, April 1, 2026: The Death Penalty Bill Illustrates How the Kahanist Revolution Has Taken Over Israeli Society

The evening of the vote marked not only a moral abyss, but also anointed the next right-wing leader: Itamar Ben-Gvir, who has managed to transform himself from a marginal thug into a shaper of right-wing ideology


Add:

straddled between
this war-torn world and the one
in my mind ...
I slam the blinds down
as fists crash on the street

Sunday, March 29, 2026

Law Is King

Trump Empire, Inc, XC
written for No Kings protests

just a dream, and yet ...
the mountain lion roars
to grazing sheep:
once elected as your King
I'll be vegetarian

the peanut-brained man
behind the Resolute Desk
grins to cameras,
just a little excursion...
oily clouds over Tehran

how much bullshit
can come out of one ass-hole
a veteran’s refrain
cracks and booms through iron bars
at the White House gate

the Capitol fence
shadowed against the sky
in twilight chill
lineups snake at the pumps
and at food banks too

chant after chant
of eggflation, fried truth
scrambled justice ...
a mutt's neck sign: I can poop
a better president


FYI: The title alludes to the famous quote from Thomas Paine's 1776 pamphlet, Common Sense: In America, THE LAW IS KING.



Added: Trump Empire, Inc, XCI

the stacking
of KKK hood, MAGA hat
and ICE cap ...
my beagle takes a dump
it steams the same in the snow


Added: Politics of Distraction, IV:

An Elegy

Silhouetted against twilight, the façade reads:
"The Donald J. Trump and John F. Kennedy Memorial Center for the Performing Arts"
across slabs of vein-streaked marble.

will the past be past?
redbud petals curl inward
this spring equinox


FYI: L1 of the haiku alludes to a famous assertion by William Faulkner:

The past is never dead. It's not even past.

This line, from Requiem for a Nun, resonates with historical context: Faulkner’s work was deeply admired by President John F. Kennedy, who, following Faulkner’s death in 1962, led national tributes stating, "Since Henry James, no writer has left behind such a vast and enduring monument to the strength of American literature."

In the haibun, the literary ghost/Faulkner reference in L1 functions as a structural haunting, bridging the weight of prose with the delicacy of haiku.

In literature, ghosts rarely just haunt—they speak. A "literary ghost" is one such spirit: a text, a phrase, or an idea from the past that refuses to stay buried. Unlike a simple allusion, which nods at another work, a literary ghost inhabits a new piece, creating a spectral presence that shapes meaning, mood, and memory.

Where an allusion informs, a literary ghost haunts. It can transform names, places, or words into conduits of history and memory, making the familiar feel strange, uncanny, and alive.

For more about the use of literary ghosts, see To the Lighthouse: Literary Ghost, A "Specific and Powerful Type of Allusion"

Thursday, March 26, 2026

Wednesday, March 25, 2026

Monday, March 23, 2026

Redwood Hike Haiku


My haiku is now on display in Washington DC's Golden Triangle as part of the 2026 Golden Haiku Competition.