We crossed the stone bridge
and wondered why this town
tonight is such a lantern,
a moon shining on a dark lake.
The gourds hanging invisibly
in pergolas have good weight.
Nice old house serving festive
treats - sea cucumber and shrimp
in our rice bowls; so lucky
Lantern Festival in Liaocheng.
I see you are rockin' the golden age of poetry with the great minds of that time. The walk home is so touching and romantic. I can smell cherry blossoms!
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Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
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Jane