Poet-Today | Yuan Changming | The Arts-Muse Fair
No
Art without Startle:
Formational Idioms in English Words
No
belief without a lie
No business without sin
No character without an act
No coffee without a fee
No courage without rage
No culture without a cult
No business without sin
No character without an act
No coffee without a fee
No courage without rage
No culture without a cult
No
entrance without a trance
No Europe without a rope
No freedom without a reed
No friendship without an end
No glove without love
No ghost without a host
No Europe without a rope
No freedom without a reed
No friendship without an end
No glove without love
No ghost without a host
No
groom without a room
No infancy without fancy
No life without if
No malady without a lady
No manifestation without man
No mason without a son
No infancy without fancy
No life without if
No malady without a lady
No manifestation without man
No mason without a son
No
millionaire without a lion
No passage without a sage
No pharmacy without harm
No plant without a plan
No prevention without an event
No product without a duct
No passage without a sage
No pharmacy without harm
No plant without a plan
No prevention without an event
No product without a duct
No
sight without a sigh
No slaughter without laughter
No spring without a ring
No substance without a stance
No think without ink
No truth without a rut
No slaughter without laughter
No spring without a ring
No substance without a stance
No think without ink
No truth without a rut
Towards
Dao (or the Way)
To/To
Seek/Balance
Yang/Yin
From/With
Yin/Yang
Is/Isn’t
The same/The same
As/As
To/To
Seek/Balance
Yin/Yang
From/With
Yang/Yin
Before/Unless
We/You
Zigzag/Zagzig
Our Path/Your Way
With/Without
A
thought/Any feeling
About/Towards
Nature/God
The English
Languacultural Genetic Map
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Close to Granville
Street, Friday Evening
All construction
noises gone. Except fewer
And fewer cars
swishing by. A vegi dinner
I watched wolf
warriors. She stared at
Her smartphone. No
visitor as on every
Other eve. I thought
of making love
I want. No! She is no longer a woman
Let alone mine. No
internal communication of
Any kind. So aged we
can no longer go to bed
Earlier or later. I
wandered awhile online
Trump again. Doklam
standoff continued
No fire between Guam
and NK. No body
Contact either. No
more. The bed is too small
For two big different
dreamers. However
Always too large for a
small stanza
Metamegaphysics
Few are really aware
of
Such universes
Existing beyond our
own
Even fewer of so many
other versions
Of selfhood living
In each of them, let
alone
This simple secret:
At the depth of
consciousness
Lives a quantum
Or soul as we prefer to call
it
A particle, demon
and/or angel dancing
The same dance afar,
far apart
In an entanglement
Yuan Changming
published monographs on translation before leaving China. With a Canadian PhD
in English, Yuan currently edits Poetry Pacific with Allen
Yuan and hosts Happy Yangsheng in Vancouver; credits include
ten Pushcart and three Best of the Net nominations, Best of the
Best Canadian Poetry (2008-17), BestNewPoemsOnline,
New Coin, Rowayat, Threepenny Review and 1,399 others across
41 countries.
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