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Three Asian Poems

Updated on June 8, 2012

Gwaneum-Sa Temple at the base of Hallasan

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100 feet from the summit Hallasan
100 feet from the summit Hallasan | Source

Three Asian Poems

Mists of Halla San*

Up through creaking oaks

whose acorns once fed

ancient Korean kings

during very hungry times,

we emerge along dark and

spiny ridges leading up

toward a massive volcanic

dome looming in the mists

above the East China Sea.

Treeline shrubs clink

with icy crystals, and

gnarled pines bend in

snow like those of Korean

scroll paintings hanging

on warm museum walls

six thousand feet below.

And frozen mist spreads

to obscure almost everything

to heighten our awareness

of this Asian wilderness.


*This poem originally appeared in Appalachia


On Viewing Hiroshige's

Wood Block Prints

Japanese magic

when I glance

at a Hiroshige print--

Sails at sea,

twisted pines on shore,

gleaming Fuji in the distance--

I can hear those locusts buzz

in the heat of an eternal summer afternoon.

I can hear the hoarse notes of the mourning dove

far below snowy Mount Fuji,

Fuji San, the origin--

I breathe the scent of tatami mats,

I feel the hot burning waters of the ofuro,

I taste the fish and smell the cooking

from the underground court of restaurants

beneath the streets of Osaka.

It may be the plucked strings of an okoto

or the delicate note of a flute

on the Noh stage that evokes the magic--

Hiroshige's wood block prints.


Power of the Shogun*

As though the shogun's

power could reach out

through the centuries to

seize me, ancient gnarled

wooden planks of Ni jo jo

creak and squeak underfoot

like nightingales in pines

of a Japan of olden times.


*This poem original appeared in Poetry Nippon

Readers may be interested in seeing my other hub Three More Asian Poems.

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      Hello, hello, 6 years ago from London, UK

      They are some really beautiful poems which describes the scenery so well and have so many meaningful thoughts in them. Thank you for the pleasure of reading them.

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      Richard Francis Fleck 6 years ago from Denver, Colorado

      Glad you liked them!

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      nicole moreno 5 years ago

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      harjie 5 years ago

      thank you

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      Richard Francis Fleck 5 years ago from Denver, Colorado

      I appreciate it.

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      Mz.PuCkInG pRiNcExZ 5 years ago

      it's so0 nice... qush !!!

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      Richard Francis Fleck 5 years ago from Denver, Colorado

      Thank you Mz.PuChinG!

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      lala 5 years ago

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      ジハーハイン・ ハルドズ 5 years ago

      ang corni ng poem ny0,,, (waat?)

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      jackielo 5 years ago

      ang gaganda naman ng mga poem nyo

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      Richard Francis Fleck 5 years ago from Denver, Colorado

      Thanks for your comments!

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      Shima Shahsavaran Ahmadi 4 years ago

      Asia was a golden ring that my fathers put it to my finger .

      Many years ago they made me get married . They shroud my daughters .

      Asia become a ring of fire . I have to jump through it .

      Living is a circuse and it’s men curl the ring in my ears .

      A country where the black boots crushed my destiny under their foot .

      They tamed and uprooted the wild shrubby raspderry .

      War means pick up your gun and shoot my buttons .

      The bare and injuried men wear my pieces .

      Asia became a ring of a rope thet put itslf to my neck .

      Their gallows tree became my pen ,

      Not to say what they did with my country .

      This is my poem about Asia

      from Iran

      I am an Iranian poet

      I enjoy these poems

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      Richard Francis Fleck 4 years ago from Denver, Colorado

      Shima Shahsavaran Ahmadi, Your poem is great--it reminds me of the poems of Mahoud Darwish, the Palestinian poet.

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      mayank cool 4 years ago

      nice and superb

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      Richard Francis Fleck 4 years ago from Denver, Colorado

      Many thaks mayank cool

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      jhayx mhayr nhe 4 years ago

      wow!!!!!!

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      Richard Francis Fleck 4 years ago from Denver, Colorado

      Thanks for the Wow!

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      liera quiaso the3rd. 4 years ago

      thank's for the asian poem's, i will make also a poem to my own country... jejeje....

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      Richard Francis Fleck 4 years ago from Denver, Colorado

      Thank you jejeje.

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      pogi 3 years ago

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