The scraping pain from the
tenderest part of your heart bone
The prolonged echo of the nightingale’s
calls from heaven
The morning glow between flirtatious mountain
peaks
The very richest cuisine for a hungry Chinese
mouth
The stifling smell of garbage during an endless
strike
As well as the rapidly increasing or decreasing
numbers of dollars
Blinking joyously on your pc screen
The spreading of your name from tongue to tongue
Within the boundaries of the human world
And of course the orgasm at the ejaculation
On an ecstasy bed of midsummer’s night
Indeed, all is becoming bygones
ChangmingYuan
holds a PhD in English from U of Saskatchewan
and currently works in Vancouver. Yuan's poetry
appears in Descant,
London Magazine, Sentence and Vallum; his first
little chapbook is
coming out soon from Narrow House (US). Email:
yuans@shaw.ca
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