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1\/ <\/em>Bird vs Wind<\/em><\/p>\n The bird strives to catch 2\/ The Cosmos & My World<\/em><\/p>\n Just as our cosmos is, supposedly, where For now let\u2019s forget all troubles & miseries & wrongdoings as well as our own sins; for now Where we may easily become too lost in While the little cloud above the horizon drifts Our selfhoods from our minds, observe how Constructs; for now let\u2019s stay put as the hand- Being in the heart of our soul at a crowded An onion, though we may find nothing for now<\/p>\n I don\u2019t own the sun, but I I don\u2019t own the sky, but I don\u2019t own the morning I don\u2019t own the language, but I don\u2019t own autumn, but <\/p>\n I thought you were the home [Created Supposedly by Cangjie, &<\/em>Used by all peoples well <\/em>Before the Babel Tower was built<\/em>]<\/p>\n Square-shaped, stroke-structured 1\/Philosophy\/Ancients<\/em> 2\/Language\/Inflections<\/em> Verbs\/actions, besides its distinction between sex 3\/Painting\/Traditions<\/em> Footnote<\/em> Vs\/&: Two Free Haiku 1\/ Bird vs Wind The bird strives to catch The wind, but it is so strong It traps the bird instead 2\/ The Cosmos & My World Just as our cosmos is, supposedly, where Light can reach in space, so my world is Where my voice can travel through time The Present Interior: a Parallel…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":5212,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1015","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue27\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1015","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue27\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue27\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue27\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue27\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1015"}],"version-history":[{"count":28,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue27\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1015\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5213,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue27\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1015\/revisions\/5213"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue27\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/5212"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue27\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1015"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue27\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1015"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mtls.ca\/issue27\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1015"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nThe wind, but it is so strong
\nIt traps the bird instead<\/p>\n
\nLight can reach in space, so my world is
\nWhere my voice can travel through time<\/p>\nThe Present Interior: a Parallel Poem<\/h3>\n
\nIn this world of red dust, forsake our family &
\nFriends alike, forgive each & every other\u2019s debts<\/p>\n
\nLet\u2019s not get stuck to our pasts or try squeezing
\nInto our futures, foreseeable or otherwise<\/p>\n
\nCharacter as in imagination; for now, just
\nLet it be, including everything & everybody<\/p>\n
\nAlong, & the tiny fish keeps bubbling on & off
\nIn the creek; for now let\u2019s stop & separate<\/p>\n
\nThey are making whims & wishes, & watch
\nHow they become conditioned by concepts &<\/p>\n
\nWritten book of history is being torn off
\nPage by page, until we find our innermost<\/p>\n
\nCorner; & let\u2019s take off our masks, identities
\nEven awareness as if we were peeling off<\/p>\nPersonal Assets<\/h3>\n
\nHave plenty of sun light<\/p>\n
\nI enjoy all the free air<\/p>\n
\nBut I cherish a lot of hope<\/p>\n
\nI am entitled to every word<\/p>\n
\nI can get a good harvest<\/p>\nAttachment Detached: for Qi Hong<\/h3>\n
\nTo my little bird as to my
\nLarge soul, but alas, I find
\nYou are just my final hotel
\nAlong my long way to Dao<\/p>\nChinese Lessons Continued: a Lingua-cultural Poem<\/h3>\n
\nEvery Chinese character presents an
\nAbstract painting rich in symbolic
\nMeanings; for example, \u2018\u81ea\u7531\u2019
\n[Freedom] is an enclosed framework
\nWhere there\u2019s always a unique stroke
\nTrying to break out of the cell
\nWhereas \u2018\u7262\u7b3c\u2019 [prison house] is
\nOpen-ended in every direction, but
\nEven if you are as strong as a bull
\nOr a dragon, you can never hope to
\nEscape from under a simple radical<\/p>\nEast vs West: a Synoptic Cultural Comparison (2) <\/h3>\n
\nGreek philosophers focused on the relationship
\nBetween man & nature as they walked & debated
\nWhile Chinese thinkers were concerned mainly
\nAbout how a human being got along with another<\/p>\n
\nEnglish pays much heed to the formal features of<\/p>\n
\nCases & numbers of pronouns, while Chinese has
\nAlways remained fixed within its square shape <\/p>\n
\nWestern painting depends on a single perspective
\nAs much as chiaroscuro to achieve verisimilitude
\nWhile Chinese painting is an artistic expression of
\nImpressions that never have to imitate the reality<\/p>\n
\nWesterners keep sharpening their tools to attain
\nHappiness (through science, or by using power)
\nWhile Chinese try to stay with it like a Daoist<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"