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    scent of orange blossoms: haiku/senryu BY TERESA MEI CHUC this morning weaving Chi in the garden invisible ball in my hand * Halong Bay battle distant memory smoke from Gulf of Tonkin * did the atom ever know its destiny how our hands create? A student asked me, “Why do your people believe in dragons?” * river birch – undressing in the wind * the solid bones of elk antlers or branches of a limber pine – memory bobcat with mange unwatered plants also dying * mountain lion her land, before ours invasive plants * scent of orange blossoms – memories of my late grandma who planted this tree yarrow seedlings pop up a week later – each moment a small beginning * stopped in my tracks by a primrose blooming – I, too, will overcome this * dinner a bowl of rice and soy sauce food to survive on * my heart the Santa Ana winds today branches fall to the ground Teresa Mei Chuc, "scent of orange blossoms: haiku/senryu" from Invisible Light. Copyright © 2018 by Teresa Mei Chuc. Reprinted by permission of Many Voices Press.

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    scent of orange blossoms: haiku/senryu BY TERESA MEI CHUC this morning weaving Chi in the garden invisible ball in my hand * Halong Bay battle distant memory smoke from Gulf of Tonkin * did the atom ever know its destiny how our hands create? A student asked me, “Why do your people believe in dragons?” * river birch – undressing in the wind * the solid bones of elk antlers or branches of a limber pine – memory bobcat with mange unwatered plants also dying * mountain lion her land, before ours invasive plants * scent of orange blossoms – memories of my late grandma who planted this tree yarrow seedlings pop up a week later – each moment a small beginning * stopped in my tracks by a primrose blooming – I, too, will overcome this * dinner a bowl of rice and soy sauce food to survive on * my heart the Santa Ana winds today branches fall to the ground Teresa Mei Chuc, "scent of orange blossoms: haiku/senryu" from Invisible Light. Copyright © 2018 by Teresa Mei Chuc. Reprinted by permission of Many Voices Press.

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    Scent of Oranges

    Transféré par

    Thallusrhames
    scent of orange blossoms: haiku/senryu BY TERESA MEI CHUC this morning weaving Chi in the garden invisible ball in my hand * Halong Bay battle distant memory smoke from Gulf of Tonkin * did the atom ever know its destiny how our hands create? A student asked me, “Why do your people believe in dragons?” * river birch – undressing in the wind * the solid bones of elk antlers or branches of a limber pine – memory bobcat with mange unwatered plants also dying * mountain lion her land, before ours invasive plants * scent of orange blossoms – memories of my late grandma who planted this tree yarrow seedlings pop up a week later – each moment a small beginning * stopped in my tracks by a primrose blooming – I, too, will overcome this * dinner a bowl of rice and soy sauce food to survive on * my heart the Santa Ana winds today branches fall to the ground Teresa Mei Chuc, "scent of orange blossoms: haiku/senryu" from Invisible Light. Copyright © 2018 by Teresa Mei Chuc. Reprinted by permission of Many Voices Press.

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    scent of orange blossoms: haiku/senryu

    BY TERESA MEI CHUC

    this morning
    weaving Chi in the garden
    invisible ball in my hand

    Halong Bay
    battle distant memory
    smoke from Gulf of Tonkin

    did the atom


    ever know its destiny
    how our hands create?

    A student asked me,


    “Why do your people
    believe in dragons?”

    river birch –
    undressing
    in the wind

    the solid bones of elk antlers


    or branches of a limber pine –
    memory

    bobcat with mange


    unwatered plants
    also dying

    *
    mountain lion
    her land, before ours
    invasive plants

    scent of orange blossoms –


    memories of my late grandma
    who planted this tree

    yarrow seedlings
    pop up a week later –
    each moment a small beginning

    stopped in my tracks
    by a primrose blooming –
    I, too, will overcome this
    Teresa Mei Chuc, "scent of orange
    blossoms: haiku/senryu" from Invisible Light.

    Copyright © 2018 by Teresa Mei Chuc.


    Reprinted by permission of Many Voices
    Press.
    *

    dinner
    a bowl of rice and soy sauce
    food to survive on

    my heart
    the Santa Ana winds today
    branches fall to the ground

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