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

Showing posts with label spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spring. Show all posts

Saturday, May 23, 2026

Monday, February 16, 2026

Trump News on Mute Tanka

Trump news on mute ...
I look out the window
at the moths
flying around the porch light
in this false spring

Monday, March 17, 2025

Something New for a Day Trip, and Yet ...

Trump Empire, Inc., VII
written in response to Time Magazine, March 11: U.S. Is Added to Human Rights Watchlist

It's Trump-Free Zone
not the 51st US state
from New York
my friend trumpets with her eyes closed
face skyward, hands outstretched ...

in Toronto sunshine
with the scent of early spring
and freedom
two Americans meet and part:
one draft dodger, one Trump evader

wave after wave
lapping against the lake shore ...
the blood moon
shapes and re-shapes
our dark reflections



Note: During the Vietnam War, American "draft dodgers," most of whom were anti-war activists, evaded military service through various means, with some seeking refuge in Canada. And the origin of the name "Toronto" comes from the Huron word toran-ten, which literally means meeting place.

And BuzzFeed, "Jan. 22": Americans Share Why They Chose Canada Over The US


Added: Trump Empire, Inc., VIII

patho-cracy ...
my ESL teacher whispers
then puts her finger 
to her mouth as USA! chants 
grow loud and darker outside


FYI: ESL stands for English as a Second Language. And a pathocracy is “a system of government created by a small pathological minority that takes control over a society" 

For more details, see The Tyee, March 18: Trump and the Politics of Pathology: The strongman catastrophist summons the worst in us. 

Trump is a catastrophist. He wrecks things and then feeds on the pieces. His enablers scavenge the perks and privileges that he dispenses. He is a misanthrope. The conflict and confusion that he creates are purposeful, not incidental. It is a calculated cruelty. And it takes the combination of grievance, vulnerability, and pervasive public ignorance that allows a strongman symbol like Trump to rise to the surface by channelling these feelings into rage and the lust for retribution. It’s not the price of eggs.


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no eye contact ...
a teen up and out of their shopway
this snowy morning


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the beep, beep
of life on the brink
waxing crescent
in the window
of this ICU room

Thursday, March 21, 2024

Spring Day Mural Haiku

No More Fairy Tales, XXVII

spring day mural:
green paint sprayed across the wall
behind leafless trees



FYI: A definition haiku or tanka, a subgenre of definition poetry, begins or ends with a short phrase or statement, followed or preceded by a description of the phrase or statement in concrete imagery. The visually and emotionally suggestive power of a definition haiku or tanka is NOT rooted in the explanatory relationship between its two parts, but in the "dialectical relationship" between them.

For more examples about "definition haiku," see To the Lighthouse: Definition Haiku and Tanka


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mayor's office:
"Yes, We Can"  hangs in the frame 
above the desk
and reed orchids languish
in a dusty corner


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engineering 101:
not a tunnel 
of icy-dark equations 
but an AI-lit foundry
of 3-D ideas


Monday, January 8, 2024

Memorial Wall Tanka

Memorial Wall
in the spring sunshine  
I finger-walk
through these lives
engraved in bronze

Wednesday, July 6, 2022

Saturday, May 14, 2022

Smell of Sunshine Haiku

green shoots
emerge from the stump
smell of sunshine

Translation by Hidenori Hiruta

緑の芽
切り株から出てくる
太陽の匂い

Friday, May 6, 2022

Sunday, May 1, 2022

Fatigue Haiku

Three Hundred and Thirty-Fourth Entry,  Coronavirus Poetry Diary

spring snow-covered branches ...
on Zoom my doctor's words sag
with fatigue



Added: Three Hundred and Thirty-Fifth Entry

drifting mist ...
during the pandemic
Sunday just a day

FYI: "Not Just Nostalgia: Some Pandemic-Weary Souls Want To Make Sunday A Day Of Rest Again," Bobby Ross Jr., Religion Unplugged, Feb.11, 2022

In a hit song two decades ago, country music group Rascal Flatts offered banjo-tinged commentary on “the world spinning faster than it did in the old days.”

“Sunday was a day of rest,” the group proclaimed in its ode to a bygone era. “Now, it’s one more day for progress.”


Added: Three Hundred and Thirty-Sixth Entry

as if we were alright
with this pandemic life ...
flowers in a crack


Added: Three Hundred and Thirty-Seventh Entry

starlings shape-shift
in the darkening sky ...
more new variants

FYI: Deadline: May 1: New South African Covid Variants, Omicron BA.4 And BA.5, Found In U.S. For First Time; May Be More Transmissible Than BA.2 And The Week Magazine, April 30: Acceptable casualties

Virologists and epidemiologists warn that we are likely in another lull in the pandemic, not at the end. Studies clearly show that immunity from vaccines and prior infection wanes over time, so the shape-shifting virus may return to infect people again and again, unless we keep boosting. We have the weapons to keep this virus under control, but lack the social cohesion to follow a coherent national strategy. Freedom is just another word for "you're on your own."

Thursday, March 31, 2022

Friday, January 28, 2022

French-Kissing Tanka

alone for weeks
I open the cottage window
to spring sunshine
two teenagers French-kissing
with masks under their chins

Ribbons, 17:2, 2021