Intellectually Honest

Intellectually Honest For me... It's God In my heart, Or A gun In my mouth. ...................... The End My mother always said Just focus on your own life And forget about the rest. But I can't just close my eyes As civilization Crumbles around me ...................... The longer we are apart, love, The deeper my …

Nothing Else

XLIII Two flowers in a letter The moon sinks into the far off hills. Dew drenches the bamboo grass. I wait. Crickets sing all night in the pine tree At midnight the temple bells ring. Wild geese fly overhead. Nothing else. -Marichiko LI Did you take me because you loved me? Did you take me …

Untitled poem by Marichiko

Nothing in the world is worth One sixteenth part of the love Which sets free our hearts. Just as the morning star in The dark before dawn Lights up the world with its ray, So love shines in our hearts and Fills us with glory. -Marichiko A Drawing of How I Imagine Her

Pulled From The Sea

The bird chirps its worship song The bird chirps its worship song. The bamboo knocks together, A living wind chime. I drink my black tea Hot and earthy. It tastes like the goodness God spoke of when He Pulled the land out of the sea, I sit, Quietly awestruck. Some people Some people, Are like …

Drinking With Friends Amongst The Blooming Peonies

We had a drinking party To admire the peonies. I drank cup after cup till I was drunk. Then to my shame I heard the flowers whisper, "What are we doing, blooming For these old alcoholics?" -Liu Yu Hsi Translated by Kenneth Rexroth

Country House

I planted a hundred mulberry trees And thirty acres of rice. Now I have plenty of silk and grain, And can afford to entertain my friends. In the spring I plant rice. In the  Autumn I gather chrysanthemums And perfume the  wine with their petals. My wife enjoys being hospitable. My children like to serve. …

Passionate Chinese Poetry I Love

Autumn Wind The autumn wind blows white clouds About the sky. Grass turns brown. Leaves fall. Wild geese fly south. The last flowers bloom, orchids And chrysanthemums with their Bitter perfume. I dream of That beautiful face I can Never forget. I go for A trip on the river. The barge Rides the current and …