Green, Yellow, Red
Step
Stop
Yet again I missed the light
What could have been
What should have been
My chance to burst to
The frontier of the background
Defining the jagged shimmer
Of the tender life force
But I wait, pondering
Is this a pre-carved destiny?
An aim, beyond ambition
Green, Yellow, Red
Step
-
The Zhuangzi Conundrum
Is it Zhuangzi dreaming of himself
Becoming a butterfly, or the butterfly
Dreaming of itself becoming Zhuanzi?
Or, rather, is the dream per se the same
Reality in a different universe or just
A different reality in the same dream?
Life & Meaning
Via all my synapses, the words
Assemble
Into a pattern of consciousness
Trilogy of Art: a Parallel Poem
1/ Life and Content
Aha, it’s breathing
As consciousness
Flows in like a fish
2/ Love and Sound
Hark, they’ve wept
While the hush
Drips through silences
3/ Death and Form
See, it’s getting stilled
Until the shape
Hardens into meaning
Twilight Life: Another Parallel Poem
Luck brushed my shoulder. Doubt held my hand.
I built my castles on weathered sand.
Time passed through me like wind through a screen,
Moments half-shadowed, and moments half-seen.
Joy was a rumor I borrowed and spent.
How could I tell—
By the wish in the well—
Whether mercy or mischief was what fate meant?
Bionote
Allen Yuan, author of Traffic Light, is a 2-time Pushcart and 2-time BoTN nominee. A co-editor of Poetry Pacific, Allen currently works as a financial analyst in Torontor. Since grade 10, Allen has had poetry appear in more than 70 literary publications across 16 countries, which include Cordite Poetry Review, Literary Review of Canada, Poetry Scotland, Shampoo and Spillway.
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