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Bionote Zhijian Tao, regular photographic art contributor to Poetry Pacific , and member of the Chinese Writers Association i...

A Sound in the Eye                            This midnight’s as thick as conspirators, stars secreted like listening devices waiting ...

Do You Envy the Bull’s-eye or the Dart? A man on a show said he rode a camel and ate camel. He was clear, it was not the same camel. I ...

If I Were Young Again     Piecemeal summer dies:     Long winter spreads its blanket again.       For ten years I have lived in exile,...

Seeing the Invisible Fence                         I wonder what will become of my files, my little impervious connections to the outside,...

heart my attention is fully held, I                                                 rest on a bed designed for me to move o...

BODY The body is precious a vehicle for awakening treat it with care, said Buddha I love its stillness beauty and sanctity here and ...

Escape Where would you go if you could leave, secretly without consequences or pricked sensibilities, my love? Someplace I am not? I ...

Human Culture when i wake up       and open my eyes i see all my dreams       bounced back from the frames when i take a shower   ...

A Measure of Grace When you empty the wheelbarrow of rain-wetted weeds in the spring, when the seashells along the garden wall inspire ...

DEVOTED There is no truth, the truth and the lie support each other! In every truth there is something deceiving! The ambitious lie ...

ODE TO A MOVIE DIRECTOR He’s either the lover or the killer; it all depends upon whose side you’re on. Ask him for intellectual ID a...

Unrequited You watched me sell my pride to anyone who would buy it. This fight is only for the strong and careless. We are not meant to ...

Life collects, pools around you. It paints its highlights, Nothing there you can destroy Or begin again. Calm in aquamarine beauty, Ba...

The Make-over  Everyone has a wife prettier than mine. I hide her face in plastic jars marked "No More Hope," snatch her words ...

The Tree of Lost Ideas Branches sway out of reach Kites of green break free Leaves brush shoulders, somersault the breeze Angle past m...

Florist It’s-Too-Lates and Please-Don’t-Leaves flowers that always deceive, all of them—disbelieve. Out-Of-Lucks and Waste-Of-Times...

Cafe Angelika Revisited Twilight's saffron haze reduced to memory as light strengthens its spars over the horizon silhouetted gossam...

aliens are in talking about aliens used to be a faux-pas but now they're on every channel every corner in conversations overheard...

After Burying a Wife Were she here with me now, by the waist I would raise her, a chalice of wonder. I’d bellow hosannas and whirl he...

Collage I awoke last night, To the sound of rain. Falling pieces of cellophane Disappear upon the ground.  Fog tiptoes over the valle...

with ache with ache my fingers feel the felt of bark it swaddles old woman tree old woman tree who guards days when winter pays the...

Nuzzled in the Bosom of Hills On the roaming magnetic land  lying flat, my eyes shocked awake by the electric liquid light: chilling ...

  Toast to “Zombie-itis” Cheers for the year of the Metal Snake  Bless us Our Lady of Perpetual Inhumanity  Give us our dreams and night...

Recalling Tomorrow All summer long the light stewed in its cauldron . . . Come winter, and Polaris is a hinge, arctic overflow a pivot,...

Childhood The house had a roof made like thoughts. Tangled up and furred, the straw threatened to catch fire each New Year’s. We lived...

Fallen Angel  Slumped and depressed within utopia, grief in the Garden of Eden Tortured by relentless doubt, plagued by a harrowing indec...

VALLEY SONG The valley is a wonderful spectacle of color: pink poi, red hibiscus, golden sunflowers; all arranged masterfully as if by ...

HERMETIC MARCH A morning as ordinary as oats watching a sled in a lost season recover a child with a crushed arm now abscessed thou...

GOLDIE IN DREAMLAND Enlightened beings for thee I hear Brought to the table with belly's clear Endowed with gurgles, gas, and hiccup...

Late Night in the Lowcountry: Don’t let de hag ride ya Dank humid smells of pluff mud and salt drift heavily through the night and perme...

Owl in Flight There is no provender where she is in late winter and coming spring, no mice, rats, the blue nestlings of crows. She wil...

The Orthodoxy of Disgruntled Aliens carbon based beings, with lust like rats we’re caged and grotesque from life until death, ski...

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POETRY PACIFIC [Winter Issue 2014] Photo Credit: Zhijian Tao

Autumn Meditating: Photo Credit - Zhijian Tao

The following is the official list of Poetry Pacific 's nominations for the Pushcart Prize for our publication year of 2013:: 1. Rober...

dear PP friends, the very first bi-lingual (english and chinese) anthology of contemporary chinese poetry  300 NEW CHINESE POEMS   (1917—2...