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

Thursday, March 12, 2026

Yawp of "USA!" Tanka

a lament for Walt Whitman's America

to cameras
no, more wars! the chant
echoes, echoing
around the Congress chamber
swelled with the yawp of USA!



FYI: The joshi (prefatory note), “a lament for Walt Whitman's America,” serves as the thematic anchor of the tanka. By invoking the “barbaric yawp” from Song of Myself by Walt Whitman, the tanka establishes a pointed irony: what Whitman envisioned as a raw, soulful cry of individual liberation and democratic vitality has here been transformed into a partisan, nationalistic roar.

And For more about the use of "joshi," see "To the Lighthouse" post, "Joshi (Prefatory Note) as a Poetic Device."

Wednesday, March 11, 2026

Writing Gembun

written for Richard Bach and Robert Frost

A cursor blinks in the white of my screen.

darkness pools around stars
words I never said
words I never sent



FYI: Below are two of my favourite remarks on writing:

A professional writer is an amateur who didn’t quit. 

-- Richard Bach

And

Every time a poem is written, every time a short story is written, it is written not by cunning, but by belief. The beauty, the something, the little charm of the thing to be, is more felt than known.

-- Robert Frost


Added: I just found this "reading, writing and human connection" remark:

These days, it’s easy to feel that we’ve fallen out of connection with one another and with the earth and with reason and with love. I mean: we have. But to read, to write, is to say that we still believe in, at least, the possibility of connection.

George Saunders, A Swim in a Pond in the Rain: In Which Four Russians Give a Master Class on Writing, Reading, and Life, 2021.

Tuesday, March 10, 2026

Coal-Soot Haze Haiku

No More Fairy Tales, XLIX

coal-soot haze hangs 
over a field of farmhouses
Four More Years crooked



FYI: This haiku could be read as a sequel to mine below:

clean coal billboard ...
a fork-tongued thought 
darkens the night



Added: No More Fairy Tales, L

rows of wind turbines
a field of prairie grass
bends in twilight


FYI: This haiku could be read as a sequel to my tanka below:

No More Fairy Tales, XLVIII

COP30:
more fossil fuels
or green energy?
a question smeared in ash
from the burned Amazon



Added: Trump Empire, Inc, LXXXVI

in gold-color
Trump holds Epstein’s stretched arms
from behind
on the National Mall:
King of the World Statue


Added: Trump Empire, Inc, LXXXVII

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


Added:

billows of smoke
from Beirut neighborhoods ...
the war chief vows,
we will take the territory 
block by block, street by street


FYI: Haaretz, March 13 2026:  Defense Minister Israel Katz said Thursday morning that he had "warned" Lebanese President Joseph Aoun following Hezbollah fire toward Israel. "I warned the president of Lebanon that if the Lebanese government cannot control the territory and prevent Hezbollah from threatening the northern communities and firing at Israel – we will take the territory and do it ourselves," Katz said. 


Added: Politics of Distraction, I

oil-dark clouds
hang heavy over Tehran —
reporters squint
at row after row of black bars
in Epstein’s redacted files


FYI: Politics of Distraction is my new writing project. The title is taken from Al Jazeera: February 26, 2026: Epstein and the politics of distraction
Scandal individualises corruption, creating a spectacle that redirects anger away from structural power.

Monday, March 9, 2026

Neon Motel Sign Haiku

neon motel sign
the sound of a bottle kicked
down the rain-washed road

hedgerow, 150, 2025

Sunday, March 8, 2026

Other Side of Mother Haiku

written for International Women's Day

a box of letters
beneath the attic lamplight
other side of Mother



FYI: For more poems about International Women's Day, see "Special Feature: Selected Poems for Reflections on Many Faces of Womanhood"

Saturday, March 7, 2026

Grandfather Clock Haiku

chiming, chiming
of the grandfather clock
silence of missing home

Time Haiku, 63, 2025

Friday, March 6, 2026

Blossom Rain Haiku

why this, why that ...
my three-year-old daughter
in blossom rain

Time Haiku, 63, 2025

Thursday, March 5, 2026

Breaking the Fast Tanka

Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words, CCLXXXVI: "breaking the fast"

buzzing of drones
over a bomb-scarred alley
a family 
breaks their fast with a cracked pot
of lentils and rice,  and dirt



FYI: In line 5, the comma acts as a terminal caesura and serves multiple purposes:

Final Blow Effect: The comma isolates “and dirt”, forcing the reader to pause after the domestic imagery of food. This sudden intrusion mirrors how war penetrates even the most private, intimate spaces.

Rhythmic Disruption: It acts as a metrical “cut,” breaking the expected flow of the meal. This mirrors the brokenness already evoked by the “cracked pot” and the “bomb-scarred alley.”

Slowing the Pace: The pause allows the shocking image to sink in. The reader cannot skim past “dirt”; instead, its weight—the ultimate tragedy of the scene—is fully felt.

For more about terminal caesura, see  "To the Lighthouse: Terminal Caesura"

Wednesday, March 4, 2026

"No, More Wars" Senryu

Trump Empire, Inc, LXXX

the man's meaty smile
behind his Resolute Desk
no, more wars: I ran

NeverEnding Story, March 4 2026


FYI: This could be read as a prequel to my senbun below:

Peace Is War

The butcher pushes more red meat through steel teeth. The wall-mounted TV blares “Operation Epic Fury” between discount ads. 

war after war ...
a white-haired man's gaunt face
in the window glare


And my tanka below could be read as the sequel to the haibun above:

a MAGA pin
on this old man's breast pocket ...
his patience 
stretched to the limit
by a breadline blocks ahead


FYI: University of California, Riverside/UCR study, April 17, 2023: [Cumulative] Poverty is the 4th greatest cause of U.S. deaths: Only heart disease, cancer, and smoking were associated with a greater number of deaths.


Added: Trump Empire, Inc, LXXXI
written in response to Secretary of State Marco Rubio's statement about Isreal's war plans

Op. Epstein Fury:
Israel yanking the leash
of the Trump bulldog


FYI: The official name is "Operation Epic Fury." L1 works both a deliberate satirical jab at the administration's past associations and a mockery of Trump's "political distraction strategy."

Al Jazeera: February 26, 2026: Epstein and the politics of distraction
Scandal individualises corruption, creating a spectacle that redirects anger away from structural power.

March 4, 2026: Analyst says interest in Epstein files plummeted after war on Iran launched

And Democracy Now, March 3 2026Secretary of State Marco Rubio Says Israel’s War Plans Compelled U.S. to Join Assault on Iran

Secretary of State Marco Rubio: “The president made the very wise decision. We knew that there was going to be an Israeli action. We knew that that would precipitate an attack against American forces. And we knew that if we didn’t preemptively go after them before they launched those attacks, we would suffer higher casualties.”


Added: Trump Empire, Inc, LXXXII

No, More Wars
     dripping
     oil

reprinted in smols, March 7 2026

FYI: This is a prequel to my smols below:

White House entrance
         No Parking 



Added: Trump Empire, Inc, LXXXIII

            Netanyahu

fireballs     on       Iran
                  
              Trump


Added: Trump Empire, Inc, LXXXIV

   White House
oiled with blood


Added: Trump Empire, Inc, LXXXV

War Is Peace Is War
a visual 3-smol sequence

             NoMore Wars
                 dripping
                 oil

          Netanyahu

fireballs    on     Iran

             Trump

           White House
        oiled with blood


Added: Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words, CCLXXXVII: "sniper's gun"

headlines on Iran --
sun glints on the sniper’s gun
aimed at a Gazan


Added:

rain to sleet to snow
at last sunlight through clouds
war in early March


Added:

this morning sky
tinged with layers of gray ...
that's the question
to get up to work or not
as ticker headlines flash red

Tuesday, March 3, 2026

Garden Tea Time Haiku

garden tea time
with a crowd of one ...
sunrise, rose-scented

Acorn, 55, 2025

Monday, March 2, 2026

Moonlit Snow Geese Tanka

flock after flock
of moonlit snow geese ...
again, this urge
to leave this promised land
to find another

Sunday, March 1, 2026

Peace Is War

The butcher pushes more red meat through steel teeth. The wall-mounted TV blares “Operation Epic Fury” between discount ads. 

war after war ...
a white-haired man's gaunt face
in the window glare

Saturday, February 28, 2026

A Passage

a pause
before the doctor's reply ...
my wife's hand in mine

the day she's gone ...
her smile in the wedding photo
with brown edges

sleepless again
I hold her empty pillow
tight ... and tighter

as if my late wife's hand
caressed my wrinkled face ...
first blossom rain

Frogpond, 48:3, 2025

Friday, February 27, 2026

The Gilded Drone

Trump Empire, Inc, LXXVIII
an extremely short senbun written in response to the 2026 State of the Union—the longest in history, lasting 1 hour and 48 minutes


Castro-length blah, blah, blah …

state of the union
the air grows thick as my heart
races slow



FYI: Fore more about senbun, see "To the Lighthouse: Senbun: A Satirical Haikai of Humanity"


Added: Trump Empire, Inc, LXXIX

flanked by stars-and-stripes
he puffs his chest, juts his chin
of wrinkled jowls
crows to the TV cameras
we're in a golden age

Thursday, February 26, 2026

Fence Haiku

morning glories
and the fence two feet higher ...
what's left between us



FYI: This is a sequel to my haiku below:

new neighbor
morning glories spill
over our fence


white picket fence
both sides of silencing
the silent



Added:

distant thunder
crow after crow explodes
bare birch trees


Added:

one mangy dog
mounting another …
winter rain
hammers corrugated roofs
while blue tarps shudder


Added:

traffic lights 
from green to red, red to green
loom for miles
no cars, no one walking 
in the sound of cold snap


Added: 

yellow crane arms
frozen against the sky
in a cold snap
skyscrapers blur and sink
into gathering dark


Added:

snowy road home
footsteps echo behind
as night darkens


Added:

on the way home
my shadow sways in silence …
laid off again


Added:

my dog takes me
for a morning stroll ...
first snowdrops

Tuesday, February 24, 2026

Grinding on ...

the wind moans
through snow-laden branches
shadows on their cheeks
white-haired Ukrainians peer
behind shelter windows

in the cold snap
a neon-lit billboard
above Kursk's mall:
men in work suits hold AKs
framed against tricolors



FYI: Kursk is a city in southwestern Russia near the Ukrainian border. For more about poems on Russia's invasion of Ukraine, see "Special Feature: Selected Poems for Reflections on the Fourth Anniversary of Russia's Invasion of Ukraine"

And my tanka below could be read as its sequel:

the butcher
throwing more meat
into his grinder 
the wall-mounted TV blasts
war after war ...

Ribbons, 20:1, Winter 2024


Added:

Journey, Not Here and Now

Donbas teen's gaze
at a row of church spires ...
sunrise tinged gray

Behind him, the roofline sinks lower with each step, until only the cross atop the church shows above the trees. Ahead, the road bends where he cannot see.

what ifs …
beneath shadowed skies
the border pass


FYI: The vast majority of the Ukrainian region, the Donbas, is now occupied by Russia