WOW–this is a magnificent senryu, Chen Ou. The crispness of the specific imagery coupled with the shot-like sound of all those ending ttt's activates the poem and brings it to life. But more importantly, the astute juxtaposition of the minaret–the Mosque tower from which a muezzin calls worshipers to prayer–with the reality of ongoing war creates a poignant tug between spirit and flesh. This, too, is what is is to be human; and you've captured that sublimity. This poem will remain with me for a long time–thank you for the impact you make with your work.
November 13th, 2018 at 10:31 am
Fine work, Chen-ou!
Best,
Theresa C.
November 13th, 2018 at 11:30 am
Splendid, Chen-ou!
November 13th, 2018 at 12:23 pm
WOW–this is a magnificent senryu, Chen Ou. The crispness of the specific imagery coupled with the shot-like sound of all those ending ttt's activates the poem and brings it to life. But more importantly, the astute juxtaposition of the minaret–the Mosque tower from which a muezzin calls worshipers to prayer–with the reality of ongoing war creates a poignant tug between spirit and flesh. This, too, is what is is to be human; and you've captured that sublimity. This poem will remain with me for a long time–thank you for the impact you make with your work.
November 13th, 2018 at 12:33 pm
busy bazaar
from a minaret
a bird prays for scraps