the icy bridge
over our childhood river —
at opposite ends
we look past each other
in this journey to our dreams
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Chen-ou Liu
Chen-ou Liu lives in Ajax, Ontario, Canada. He is the author of five books, including Following the Moon to the Maple Land (First Prize, 2011 Haiku Pix Chapbook Contest) and A Life in Transition and Translation (Honorable Mention, 2014 Turtle Light Press Biennial Haiku Chapbook Competition), His tanka and haiku have been honored with many awards.
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childhood flow
our paths to all things unsceen
thoughts paddle our path
_m
A haunting wistfulness captured here. It’s looking back and forwards at once, hinting that perhaps the two friends ought to have travelled together—if they did, they are obviously no longer part of each other’s life.
childhood flow
our paths to all things unsceen
thoughts paddle our path
_m
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A haunting wistfulness captured here. It’s looking back and forwards at once, hinting that perhaps the two friends ought to have travelled together—if they did, they are obviously no longer part of each other’s life.
marion