Three Poems     Hsu ChiCheng

     chrysanthemums

Who’s the one over there

Slim and upright

Defying the cold

Never giving her way

Steadfast and chaste

Unworldly and unconventional

Who’s the one over there

Who’s the one over there

Standing against the mountain

By the huge rock

Where grow pine trees

Deigning the world

Towering at her place

Who’s the one over there

Who’s the one over there

Whom I worship

Whom I admire

Whom I often want to know

Whom I often want to see

But who is the one over there

Over there

     Maple Leaves

For detesting the desolateness

And to dress the land more beautiful

Maple leaves keep painting themselves with lipsticks

To let chlorophyll vanish and draw a fire to burn themselves

Just like a candle burning itself

Maple leaves keep painting themselves

With their fire-like lives

To let desolateness vanish

     This Lotus

This lotus, slim and graceful

Stands in this tiny oval of a pool

In this tiny oval of the space

Except that limpid water

Except those lotus leaves floating on the water

There’s nothing more

In pink, and in an outstanding posture

 She is budding and blooming on her twigs

Delicate and prominent, pure and unworldly

A bloom above the water

Slim and graceful, standing out of ripples

It receives the stroke of the bright sunshine

She is an elegant poem

Written in the color of life-pen

 In this tiny oval of a pool

 In this tiny oval of the space

Slim and graceful, displaying her immortal grace Oh,

lotus, oh, beautiful lotus

Episteme: an online interdisciplinary, multidisciplinary & multi-cultural journal Bharat College of Commerce, Badlapur, MMR, India Volume 2, Issue 2 September 2013