I would die for you, cry for you - a heroic love poem
Attempting to negotiate all the rights and wrongs of masculine and feminine. My Western ideas, ideals and unconcious behaviour, conditioned by religion and media, meeting head on her simple uncomplicated demands and behaviour. Chinese society deals with feminine in quite a different way, men are generally dominant and anyone steeped in women's 'rights' can find plenty to criticise - on the other hand many relationships seem to be fairly equally balanced and it is not so clear who is in charge, and I have met powerful women at many different levels in Chinese society.
My experience is that the general situation for modern Chinese includes a concept of 'equality' but this comes more in the roles assigned to male and female. I am exploring this on a very personal basis and finding it tough going to live up to Chinese standards in my own house. One of the things I love though - man is man and woman is woman with no blurring of the lines, this means I can be male (within the rules!) and she can be delightfully feminine.
All these pictures are courtesy of learningchinaholidays.com which offers learning holidays at Guilin University of Electronic Technology - International College. These economical short or long stay holidays give plenty of time to explore Guilin and the surrounding area here in the most beautiful part of China.
I would die for you
I would die for you
cry for you
lie for you
We twined in a lovers tryst, my Chinese love and I, and made a twisted knot
of promises and whispered tokens of our serious loves exchanges
I asked only for high flown golden spun ideals,
So easy now she keeps her Chinese word of trust unlimited and constant care
For her, my promise, such an easy thing she seemed to ask,
To wash each day by my own hand
The lace trimmed fragile pretty things, closest her sensuous skin
And where the simplest care lies every day refreshed unseen.
And when of course I failed, just once, her down turned eyes, and worse, no tear!
I poured out all my loud heroic western pledge to give my life for her
To die for her, to cry for her, to do it all for her
Everything I do; but, into the putty of that fantasy she gently pressed her care for me
Her trust and constant thought of me disclosed the dirty linen of my selfish soul
Hung out for all to see,
An empty space echoing every day
And still on guard, a hollow hero stood on feet of clay.
Other poems by alternate poet - and a link to other Chinese stuff.
- Dream lover
She has taken all my dreams away
- My Heroine of the Revolution
Heroine of the Revolution - We protect ourselves from really engaging with those emotions that have been badly damaged.
- The unwritten diary
written on getting up alone on thursday morning.
- Loveless logic
We promote logic over reason, inhuman over humanity.
- The baby circus
The baby circus The plastic circus last turn
- If I could only write the way she loves me
A love poem.
- pronunciation poem
I made this especially for Chinese students who talk with a specific rhythm of speaking that interferes with learning correct pronunciation in English.
- Poem and how to read it
THE SILKEN TENT A poem by Robert Frost and how to read it
- The Brides Mother
I found this difficult to write, not because of the love issue but getting the two things into one place in the slightly schizophrenic way that I was looking for.
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