e.Cocoon: Information Obsession
Simply too much information Disinformation Misinformation Sysinformation To delete from my inbox To empty from my recycle bin To decocoon my informed inner being Oh, just for a single moment of truth offline Attention Addiction Whose is this life as, between wake and dream We spend every other minute looking at a screen? Every other minute checking a message from A friend, relative, total stranger or machine Every other minute responding to a hail Which turns out nothing but a junk mail Every other minute continuing to search for info Just to find the website stopped operation long ago Every other minute trying to finish a game Before the battery is finally running out Every other minute watching the video As real drama is unfolding around us Every other minute returning to an article Written & uploaded by a misbehaving robot Not our whole life this as, between wake and dream We spend every other minute looking at a screen! e. Dictatorship Isn’t it crazy, exactly like this To stop to take out this e.gadget & smuggle a guilty look even in the middle of Driving straight into a bloody crash Making an official speech to a huge audience Attending a funeral service, wording A Zen epiphany into a stanza, or cooking A hot dish. Really crazy! Like this I am totally Enslaved by this palm machine, whose Very agitation calls for immediate Attendance like a master yelling at his slave Yes, my attention is dictated thus, 24 hours A day, seven days a week. Every few minutes At each ring, blink or vibration, always Unexpectedly, I cannot wait to check What pops up on the screen, even if it is no more than A wechat image of a stranger, a recorded marketing Message, or a truncated call by mistake, lol The Meditation Master Takes a Nap As he began to sit like a frog by crossing his legs On each other, he found his mind lost in a cloud Wandering nowhere between here and there; he then Withdrew his vision from the skyline of the city To the cool fire burning in his belly; listening To the whistling and whishing of traffic, he heard only His own pulse. With the breeze came the odor of garlic Fish and mutton from a nearby home, but he held his Breath long, while leaving all his inner doors And windows ajar, letting his sensations travel freely He believed in Qi, which was circulating with his blood And his feeling and his thought. The light dimmed A baby crow was flapping by. He led his whole selfhood To a temple among puti trees within his yellowish Skin. That was all the harmony of yin and yang he knows The Chinese Character: A Classic Sketch When a child, he is his own natural self In spirit, the true father of the man. Once He grows up, he becomes a close follower Of Confucianism, seeking every chance to Serve his emperor or his people in deed. As He is getting newly old, he turns to Taoism In heart, trying to linger long with Nature And before he dies, he will convert himself To Buddhism, hoping to outlive karma That’s how we were all born to grow, age and die That’s all within and without our yellowish skin Insomnia Nobody likes insomnia, but I do Indeed, for a night or two, even several In a run, when there is no wifely Disturbance, I would love to count Ants against all the stars in my Mind, to practice meditation with My entire inner being, to hypnotize My conscious self by evoking a streamlet Of blue water from heaven and letting it Infuse every cell in my body from top to toe Second by second, to wrack my brain hard For the wording of a line like this one, or more Enjoyably, to visualize going alone To an African forest, where I constantly wish To go and die like a white elephant, until I become Too relaxed or too exhausted To remain awake Yuan Changming published monographs on translation before leaving China. Currently, Yuan edits Poetry Pacific with Allen Qing Yuan in Vancouver. Credits include ten Pushcart nominations, eight chapbooks (most recent one being East Idioms [cyberwit.net, 2020]) & publications in Best of the Best Canadian Poetry (2008-17) & BestNewPoemsOnline, among 1639 others across 44 countries. Lotus Image & License: Depositphotos_32738103_s-2015 |
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