Chinese Ghosts in My Garden
(Writen in 1999 under a different pen-name: Truyen Tin. I just came across this old friend while unpacking and sorting through dusty boxes. 😆)
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Earth-Cinnamon and Fire-Stone swim carlessly brisk in a vertical tube;
Viewing distortedly the winged ones,
as they innocently propogate on mossy rocks below
The females laying their surely scrumptious maggots
Deep into a bed of plentiful green Sangri-la
Surface, and other testing insects dashingly glissade
Upon a curiously contorting reflection;
Whilst signs of other life press through,
as Deep-Blue emerges, jostling with her fungus infested nozzle
Ignorantly -- floating -- aimlessly,
Dark-Cloud, like a great ray,
Hovers with rhythmic emptiness
amidst the aquatic vegetation;
Overlooking the morsels of processed fish-food,
Caught on slime fronds draped
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Hello al, I always find it interesting to look back at early writings. This is definitely different to poems I have read of you. Although I can see how your craft for creative descriptions has evolved. There are some scrumptious word combinations within this piece
”Dark-Cloud, like a great ray,
Hovers with rhythmic emptiness
amidst the aquatic vegetation”
just lovely visual here of a hovering spectral of light. Influenced from your title I read the piece as if it was an unknown grave site in your garden.
That’s my take and I enjoyed the read
Many thanks for sharing
Gwen :)
Thanks Gwen 🥰
I was in 2nd year of my Bacelors and living off the sweat of an oil rag. Just to foget bout my hunger pains, I used to sit for hours watching the goldfish that I unconventionally kept in a large class vase on our share-flat balcony. 😅
Your memory reminds me of my shared student accommodation. We attached the tv to a car batterie so we didn’t have to pay for a tv license. Student life lol
🤣 brilliant!👍🏼
Improv was a necessary skill to have. Back in the day before technology did all our thinking for us 😜