Category Archives: Du Fu

Nothing Changes the Miles Between Us

This started as a tanka—as I thought about modern technology and love and how to work them together into poems after reading Andrew Griffin’s fine love poem, I see your number—but I quickly realized it could not be crammed in thirty-one … Continue reading

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Do the Twist (a late July night)

This one, in a sense, plays off the stolen Du Fu poem I posted yesterday evening. Chubby Checker – The Twist Do the Twist (a late July night) A late July night. The air is still. The rain earlier only made … Continue reading

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Moonlit Night in Fort Mac Jail (stealing from Du Fu)

I felt a little ambitious this evening so I stole this poem from Du Fu (in the same way many of the poems in the middle section of Letters I Didn’t Write are stolen from dead Chinese poets). It’s a transposal—not … Continue reading

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