Thursday, October 17, 2013

Y

for yellow, which is


as rich as old soil
from the qingzhang plateau
as long as endless water
from the huanghe river
as appealing as common rapeseed
as smooth as ripe banana skin
as noble as shiny as neon

as full as a tender egg yolk
as bold as the blatant yellow peril



perhaps


By Changming Yuan

1 comment:

The Bijou Poetry Review said...

Changming Yuan, 5-time Pushcart nominee and author of Chansons of a Chinaman (2009) and Landscaping (2013), grew up in rural China but currently tutors in Vancouver, where he co-edits Poetry Pacific with Allen Qing Yuan. With a PhD in English, Yuan has recently been interviewed by [PANK], and had poetry appearing in Best Canadian Poetry (2009; 12), BestNewPoemsOnline, Exquisite Corpse, London Magazine, Threepenny Review and 739 other literary journals/anthologies across 28 countries.

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