Qihong Tea
Separated by the Pacific, we cannot join
Each other even for a single fairyfly-like moment
But every day I can drink the famous tea that bears
Your name spelt with the bold color of passion
Each time
I pour boiling water into the cup of my life
I watch the leaves blooming from ihnside out
Like my thought of your unfurling itself
At the bottom of my heart
Secret Sonnet
Take the best wrought line
From each of your favorite
Poems I have written (and
Published) for you, then
Reassemble them together (as
Isis did the fourteen pieces
Of Orisis’s body) into a new
Sonnet, I will come alive again
From between the words
Even making your pregnant
With our own little Horus
Your Attraction
Before you loom above
The inner horizon, I can
Feel the warmth of your
Shine like the rising sun
Just as I can perceive
The rose’s scent before
I sniff at it in wildness
Like a wounded tiger
My Little Piece
Inspired by you
This love line is so
Wonderfully well-
Wrought no word
No sound, not even
My own heart beat
Can actually find
A proper place in
It to rime with my
Longing for you
Deep in the Wild Field
Of each human heart is sowed
A tiny seed, which will bloom
Or bear some fruit in due time
But this seed shall neither bloom
Nor bear fruit, because it is
Meant to grow into an Yggdrasil
Poetry Performance
While trying to sing the song
From the heart of my soul
I felt so short of breath I
Almost choked to death on
Words meant to say to you
Photosynthesis
As my inner being keeps
Absorbing your shine
Ever so warm and tender
My entire selfhood will grow
Into a pomegranate, full of
Crystalized sunlight, ready
To fall from the tree in the
Most abundant season
Alternative Sex
Old as I am, I often fail
Even to knock your door
Open, let alone occupy
Your hall of warmth &
Tenderness, but thank
God, your femininity is
Strong enough to have
Made me pregnant with
Twins: documentary
Romance & love poetry
Record Breaking
Since our reencounter after 42 years of separation
You’ve inspired me to turn out more love poetry
& ‘fiction’ in a foreign language than any Chinese
Author in history, yes even in our mother tongue
Now I wonder what else I am meant to compose
Besides a chamber music to play in wildness, a
Drama to act out on an inner stage, or an epitaph
To engrave as a relief on our joint tombstone
Emotional Curiosity
Why am I so infatuated with you? This is the
Million dollar question which would keep my eyes
Still open even after I die should I ever fail to find
The answer for myself.
Perhaps, it is your Mono Lisa
Smile that blooms at me from your innermost being
Your affability that invites me as a kindred spirit
The unique natural scent radiated from your fair skin
That is perceivable to me alone; your voice carrying the
Local accent like my mom’s; your face and shape that
Have restored my lost libido, especially the way you
Wear your years so well that people often mistake
You for my daughter, though I am just a few months
Older than you (or, your high sexual quotient that only
I can tell exactly after our elopement honeymoon in
Zhuhai?)
But I am never sure, nor do I even have any
Clue about what it is that makes me love most about
You. To know myself better, I will spend my last years
Trying to come up with a truthful finding. (Perhaps, it’s
All because I live an aesthetic rather than an ethical life?)
Author’s note: This group of love poems is inspired by Helena Qi Hong (祁红).
Bio:
Yuan Changming edits Poetry Pacific with Allen Yuan. Credits include 15 chapbooks, 12 Pushcart nominations for poetry and 2 for fiction besides appearances in Best of the Best Canadian Poetry (2008-17), BestNewPoemsOnline and 2109 other publications across 51 countries. A poetry judge for Canada's 44th national magazine awards, Yuan began writing fiction in 2022; with his debut novel Detaching recently released at https://www.amazon.com/Detaching-Yuan-Changming/dp/B0DCNN474N, and his duology Mabakoola: Paradise Regained forthcoming in 2025.
-y at poetrypacific.blogspot.ca
