Journey by day, journey by night

Posted on January 5, 2015 by Meisaan Chan
 
Journey by day, journey by night
one is not better or worse if you are still following:
The temptation by day is to take the lead
and the temptation by night is to despair –
but with despair, you cry out;
with pride, you never do
 
 
© Meisaan Chan
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Stepping

Posted on January 2, 2015 by Meisaan Chan

Your current step is always the result of your previous one
and the forerunner of the next;
our existence is not made up of fragmented parts
so check your compass
step carefully

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Upon reflection

Posted on January 1, 2015 by Meisaan Chan

This step is important, yes
but equally important, where it is headed

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Drumming on my window

Posted on December 31, 2014 by Meisaan Chan

Drumming on my window:
rain turns to snow
silence

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The meeting place

Posted on December 30, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
I hunger and thirst for you, says the Lord,
I crawl through the desert for you,
an my only solace is the hope
that you’re crawling through the desert for me
 
 
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Temples in the sky

Posted on December 29, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
So badly do I want to be with you
that I climb into a balloon, so it can lift me
to your face’s reflection’s reflection
 
 
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Gifts

Posted on December 26, 2014 by Meisaan Chan

I have nothing of my own to give you
I can only nurture your gifts, then re-give;
like Mary: you gave her a seed and she gave you a child
I own nothing but the gestation

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The visitation

Posted on December 25, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 
You’re visiting me
like Mary, heavy with joy
jumping into arms
 
 
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Perhaps heaven is not like this

Posted on December 24, 2014 by Meisaan Chan

Perhaps heaven is not like this
an endless city in the sky
perhaps it’s not a place, or even a thought
perhaps it’s a beyond-thought, a beyond-existence

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Bedbug meditations

Posted on December 23, 2014 by Meisaan Chan
 1. Trudging to the laundromat, de-bedbugging
 
 The full moon hung like a wafer in the sky,
full and unbelievably bright, her shyness having fallen away,
and I, trudging with my contaminated clothes,
bathed in the cleanness of her light,
in the strength of her ancestral song.
And on she rose.
 
 
 2. In the laundromat, the last load
 
 Americans own a lot of fabric
and I’m not just talking clothes –
slippers and rugs and blankets
and stuffed animals and bathrobes:
it literally took days to get everything clean
and I’m on the last twenty minutes of the last load,
surprised that the ending is bittersweet, actually,
as my laundromat sanctuary is pushing me back into the world,
washed
ready
 
© Meisaan Chan
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