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The Journey to the West

Though we journey to the West We pray to the East More or less that's the way Each day begins and ends It’s a tale everyone ...

Sunday, April 18, 2021

Spring Candelabra (a love poem to my favorite tree)

On our morning walk
Marissa and I came across
This magnolia tree possessed by
The first light from the East

A spring candelabra
Of outlandish beauty
With its shadow dancing 
On the lawn in front of us
Bobbing in a light breeze

And I stood befuddled
And transfixed having
Stumbled upon it at the
Very moment its blossoms 
Began opening this year
In staggered bursts 
Of green-yellow flame
A shot for the Year Book 

It was truly an epiphany
In the droll personal history
Of me and my favorite tree  



Friday, April 9, 2021

A Light Rain in Early Spring (by Han Yu)


From Heaven's byways
A light rain falls
Fine as silk

The grass looks
On the verge
But not yet here

Peerless is springtime
Surrounded by blessings

The willow triumphs
Shrouded in mist
An Emperor enthroned
In the Forbidden City