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

Friday, August 26, 2016

Migrants Tanka

two migrants
from countries
an ocean apart . . .
speaking with cracked hands
that shape this wintry night

Atlas Poetica, 25, 2016

Thursday, August 25, 2016

Black Rope Tanka

a black rope
hanging from the oak tree
swings back and forth
in the winter wind . . .
red slippers on the ground

Atlas Poetica, 25, 2016

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Beer Pitcher Tanka

first snowy night . . .
nostalgia
waiting for me
at the bottom
of my beer pitcher

Atlas Poetica, 25, 2016

California Dreamin’ Tanka

California Dreamin’
in his head
over and over . . .
a migrant wipes tables
in McDonald’s

Atlas Poetica, 25, 2016

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Sultry Night Tanka

my roommate
used to sing himself to sleep
with Chinese songs . . .
on this sultry night
his O Canada thunders

Atlas Poetica, 25, 2016

Monday, August 22, 2016

Buzz of Love Tanka

I love you
but can’t be with you . . .
in a stand
of leafless sourwood trees
I still hear the buzz of love

Atlas Poetica, 25, 2016

Crust of Bread Tanka

sparrows pecking
at a crust of bread
on the sidewalk
an old man and his dog
cocooned together

NeverEnding Story, August 9, 2016

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Unseen Men Tanka

the sky
whitewashed by the sun
a young woman
yelling at unseen men
grabs at the air

Atlas Poetica, 25, 2016

Saturday, August 20, 2016

War Veteran Tanka

the wall clock
chimes, chimes, then stops . . .
in dim light
the Iraq War veteran’s mouth
turns into an O shape

Atlas Poetica, 25, 2016

No Means No Tanka

his lawyer
dissects her story
and memories . . .
outside the courthouse
women chanting, no means no

Atlas Poetica, 25, 2016

Friday, August 19, 2016

Red Light Tanka

the red light
flashing in the cold air . . .
I am caught
in the rush-hour traffic
of his anti-Muslim talk

Atlas Poetica, 25, 2016

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Selected Tanka: Sleepless Winter Night Tanka

sleepless winter night...
smashing the attic window
with my bare hands
I pick up
scattered pieces of myself

Ribbons, 7:1, Spring 2011

Selected Tanka: Caged Eagle Tanka

the caged eagle
just those few cubic feet
of freedom...
I see in its eyes
a skyful of my dreams

Simply Haiku, 9:1, Spring 2011