Tag Archives: Poetry

The gentle call and response

Posted on August 21, 2017 by

Gently you call to me as the night settles in and the dawn a distant friend; I switch on the lamp and under the golden glow write these words, the gentle responding © Meisaan Chan

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How I love words, says the Lord

Posted on July 21, 2017 by

I have spoken, says the Lord and love to speak and speak and speak: move your hand to the sound of my voice, caress me with the strokes of your pen; form the shape of my chin, my ears, the … Continue reading →

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Resuscitation

Posted on June 12, 2017 by

With the writing of my soul, a release: the earth sighs the winds swirl again © Meisaan Chan

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Depth of God

Posted on January 4, 2017 by

Depth of God always spilling over You will know you’re holding it when you cannot, and feel the spilling © Meisaan Chan

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Because the real thing will come back around

Posted on November 21, 2016 by

With you, I abandon my success With you, I abandon my failings then, empty of all things except for you, I abandon you, too © Meisaan Chan

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Perspective

Posted on November 11, 2016 by

Big blackbird lifts into the sky and above the scraggly trees; well, I call them scraggly she calls them beloved © Meisaan Chan  

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Clues

Posted on November 9, 2016 by

I. And before all this, I looked out the window only because I saw a red, glowing rectangle pasted on my hotel wall. The clue. So I turned. II. The red, rising sun peeked from behind the clouds, then continued … Continue reading →

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