This American carnage stops right here and stops right now.
-- Donald Trump, Inauguration Day, 2017
My Dear Friends:
On the eve of the Senate impeachment trial of the "Inciter-In-Chief" (David Remnick, The New Yorker, Jan. 9), I'm pleased to share this good news with all of you:
American Carnage: The Rise and Fall of the Reality Show Presidency, a collection of Japanese short form poetry about four years of life in TrumpLand, Coming Soon!
Here are the poems selected from my upcoming book for your reading pleasure:
Go Trump graffiti
a stray dog
marking his spot
NeverEnding Story, January 23, 2017
bumpertobumperstrongertogether
Failed Haiku, 2:13, January 2017
Trump victory
the sky bursting
with crows
Failed Haiku, 1:12, December 2016
bald eagle's cry
cut off
Inauguration Day
NeverEnding Story, January 20, 2017
Not My President
In my dream, after the explosion of his twitter bomb, the fireball rises rapidly like a hot-air balloon into the sky, forms a mushroom cloud, and later the first black rain falls ...
on the sidewalk
outside Trump Tower
I p-i-s-s
and feel in my bones
old man winter
Skylark, 5:1, Summer 2017
A Stranger in a Land of Strangers
a bitter wind
after the inauguration
the white fence
between my neighbor and me
three feet higher
I peep through gaps in the fence
and see ... what do I see?
A dream house made up of words
and a neon sign on its roof,
flashing "Americans First."
I can't live in this promised land anymore.
The land is polluted by drunken words.
And the milk is sour, the honey tasteless.
Haibun Today, 11:2, June 2017
to be continued ...
Happy Reading
Chen-ou
