[A POETIC MOMENT] A Gathering One Night

A gathering one night Inspired by Robin and Aimee James Au He is a man of active, lively soul despite his age of almost sixty. He drank, he drinks, gets drunken before his words of frankness come. Of yore, he told about his impulsive years When tension’s high after few cups of wine; a fight...

[A POETIC MOMENT] A Diary Poem

A Diary Poem James Au I sit in front of an old, wooden desk, resting my chin upon my desiccated hands. I wish I could compose some words grotesque enough to move the hearts of all the men. My hands lift a cute, little cup that’s filled with dark and bitter taste, reminding me how...

[A POETIC MOMENT] When Everything Goes Digital

When Everything Goes Digital James Au When everything goes digital, whatever seemed beautiful is pitiful. I keep my photos in the innermost folder, and slowly, unawares, I turn forgetful. When nothing is original, whatever unfamiliar is uncannily old. I saunter lonely along the street of Tokyo; I vanish among the indefatigable crowd. Those dynamic signboards...

[A POETIC MOMENT] Rampant Thoughts

Rampant Thoughts James Au When the yellow full moon is adulterated with misty grey, and pale red and dusty blue, so is my mind distracted by the rampant thoughts of different views obstructed by mystic smokes: I remember, before the end of October, you invited me for a BBQ party, and all of us sitting...

[A POETIC MOMENT] TIME

TIME James Au Time, for once I thought, was just a word Among the many come across, or spoken or heard, It’s like the very dime that is with stupor spent To drink the chronic poison lest my soul relent. And now, the word is more than a word When boughs lay bare, and cries...

[A POETIC MOMENT] THE PHILOSOPHY OF WEEDS

THE PHILOSOPHY OF WEEDS James Au All along the stairs before the doors, I saw some filthy, worthless weeds That grew and spread across the floor, The green I never say I need. All along the stairs I walked upon one day, The weeds with fleshy stalk cut off my way. Without my notice, day...

[A POETIC MOMENT] On the Passing Away of Queen Elizabeth II

On the Passing Away of Queen Elizabeth II James Au The end of queues in front of all British Consulates cannot be seen: men and women, old and young, under the sun, braving the heat, all keen to pay the last homage, hold bunches of flowers in different colours. Reigning the old great country for...

[A POETIC MOMENT] A Portrait of M –

A Portrait of M - James Au She speaks as if she whispers to her lovely little sister; her cheeks, before the sun is set, grow red – a colour different from her precious cobalt green. She drinks, one sip after another, as drinking takes the place of talking, and talking itself is suffocating, and...

[A POETIC MOMENT] VIRUS

Virus James Au Oh, virus, why torment me? Crickets bring The deadly silence to an end. The rains Deepen the darkness of the night, offering My coughs and headache further pain. Once these pills are taken, I sleep and dream Of ghosts and evils each holding a trident, So belligerent all of them seem, As...

[A POETIC MOMENT] RANDOM FRAGMENTS: IN FIVE PARTS

Random Fragments: In Five Parts James Au 1 The summer rain may never cease, and what remains are pictures scattered within a box so covered with dust, a box that keeps the heart of yours, now all in tatters. 2 By coincidence, I heard the song of Ayu’s M, the song you often sang with...