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OK A poem
First, nice to meet you Derektian and Seclusive. To answer Derek's question, I am living as a poet, not as a professor or lecturer, but just as a poet. However, I have an independent income, because poetry is not a well-paying vocation.|
In English, modern poetry is about rhythm, cadence, images, and evocative emotions such as beauty, shock, hate, love, surprise, admiration, etc. So, here is a modern style poem about the Changes at Hong Kong International Airport since they took Kai Tak away and built a modern airport.
How glitzy, and the rail is so modern, but Kai Tak is gone.
You could always tell a first timer on the flight into Kai Tak,
white-faced, eyes forward, the body rigid with terrror,
747 at rooftop level, screaming over Harbor Junks
500 kilometers per hour into downtown Hong Kong City
deplaning into wet heat, the noise of millions and the sudden
(Oh, it used to hit hard) smells, HK was rich in olfactory assault.
(I know some triad looked to sell that smell)
Everyone hurried everywhere, capitalism bled into your very soul.
Now it looks like SFO, or NRT. HKI has Starbucks and KFC,
Modern Trains and bribery lines (sorry: customs and immigration)
Look at your passport not your wallet, they never mention fines.
Well, the English have all gone, and the locals need to find another style.
(龙诗人 Longshiren, copyright 2005).