Yuan Changming

Megaphysics

Few are really aware of
…………….Such universes
Existing beyond our own

Even fewer of so many other versions
…………….Of selfhood living
In each of them, let alone
This simple secret:

At the depth of consciousness
…………….Lives a quantum
….Or soul as we prefer to call it
A particle, demon and/or angel dancing

The same dance afar, far apart
In an entanglement

© Yuan, Changming

South Granville, Saturday Evening

All construction noises gone. Except fewer
And fewer cars swishing by. A vegi dinner
I watched wolf warriors. She stared at
Her smartphone. No visitor as on every
Other eve. I thought of making love
I want. No! She is no longer a woman
Let alone mine. No internal communication of
Any kind. So aged we can no longer go to bed
Earlier or later. I wandered awhile online
Trump again. Doklam standoff continued
No fire between Guam and NK. No body
Contact either. No more. The bed is too small
For two big different dreamers. However
Always too large for a small stanza

© Yuan, Changming

In the Year of the Rooster

This is not really Chinese zodiac
But born in a year of the rooster last century
I was fated to crow aloud, as if to summon
The first morning glows above the

Rice-fields, pecking here and there
For a seed or a pebble bit around
My grandma’s straw-roofed
Cottage, ready to put up a chicken fight

With my fleshy crown standing up straight
But never able to fly higher than a broken
Fence, since my body was winged
With more fat than feathers

Only after I died did I manage to travel afar
To an exotic land, where my naked being
Was minced and served as a minor course
In a recyclable plate as in this last stanza

© Yuan, Changming

This Thought

This is the thought that is
Sailing along the horizon

This is the thought ready to fall
Finally from the leaf-tip at dawn

This is the thought looming afar
Beyond the stark mountains

This is the thought newly taken
Out of the water by the swordsmith

This is the thought with a bloated shape
Wrapping the whole world up in the mind

This is the thought running amuck
Naked, never able to find a shelter

This is the thought driving the wheels
Of history, back and forth, without stop

© Yuan, Changming

Daoist Harmony between Man and Nature

One Way // One Innerself

…………………………………..Two opposites // body vs soul

Four seasons // four limbs

…………………………………..Five elements // five senses

Seven days // seven emotions (sins?)

…………………………………..Twelve months // twelve energy channels

Twenty four hours (or solar) // twenty four spine vertebrae

…………………………………..Thirty hundred sixty five days // so many meridian points

All so exactly correlated, corresponding, cooperative
…………………………………..To be balanced as if between yin and yang…

© Yuan, Changming

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