The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experiences. –Emily Dickinson
Anna Yin’s Poems written in Chinese or Anna Yin’s translation works from Chinese into English
At the end is the door.
It feels like eternity.
Last item is removed,
the knot looks newer.
Nothing indicates.
You hesitate- this
replays many times in your dream.
The moon is full, trees are thin.
A door leads to another,
the long hall yawns deep…
A deer steps in,
you wake up at the green.
You search for its italic code,
behind the curtain
an enormous foot looms.
We had a wonderful time together and a dynamic discussion. Thank you for coming! Thank the Mississauga News and SNAP Newspaper and Mississauga Library.
Thanks Mark Harry’s invitation, we had Poetry and Music at Second Cup and enjoyed the evening.
Here is Beatles’ A Glass Onion