Changming YUAN
The Cosmic Music
With your heart’s ear can you clearly hear
The sound from an unknown planet far beyond our galaxy
A few tender grasses whose deafening snoring has awakened a whole new world
Where the souls of our relatives are traveling all in a hurry
As if to attend a spring gathering?
Still Life
Blue blue, green green, purple purple
Fair fair, square square, light light
Earthling Calling
we love; therefore, we are…
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Three Enthymemes
Human imagination is as infinite as universe
God is a human imagination
God is omniscient
The harder good is the better good
Virtue is the harder good to acquire than pleasure
Virtue is better good
Energy follows the law of preservation of matter
Art is a particular form of energy
Art is immortal
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Unedited Utterances
1. are we really living
or actually being lived?
2. their love of art
makes them grasp
while their love of god
makes them give up
3. behind a wounded heart
is a heart wounded behind
4. your birthday present
sent by generous time
is a big brilliant basket
filled with colored water
5. the flood has come
this is a myth no more
the flood has gone
this is still a myth as before
20 More 21st Century Maxims
1. This is a greying age, where white is turning black while black white.
2. The old oak wishes to stand still, but the whirlwind keeps swooping on it.
3. What you hear is the success story edited and enlarged to increase its news value; what you do not hear is the failure experience suffered bitterly alone by those who later become known, or never.
4. The problem with art today is that we have more art works than art viewers, and more artists than art works.
5. No rules are created for their creators.
6. As our world is shrinking into a village, our village is swelling into a world.
7. It is a powerful government that spends more on pain killers than on human killers.
8. God died long ago; heroes have all disappeared; and here man is left standing alone.
9. The more high technologies, the more low minds.
10 Live differently among ourselves, but let others live exactly as we do.
11. We are living in a world of hawkers: every one is trying to sell something to the passers-by.
12. Just as knowledge is power, so information is wealth and wisdom beauty.
13. Fame is but paper-deep: will God come to rescue your work alone at the end of the world?
14. Everyone is a book: as long as you are willing to open it, you will find many passages worth reading; everyone has a book, which will be written only when it has a reader ready for it.
15. The most beautiful music is the sound that stirs your heart so violently that you fitfully desire to dry-cry in silence.
16. As the minds become increasingly similar, the bodies try to look more wildly different.
17. What accounts for your life expectancy is your life in years rather than your years in life.
18. Education makes everyone a politician, politics everyone a phony.
19. Life is never fair: you have given it so many opportunities, but it has given you few in return.
20. Like a silkworm, I have contributed all my silk to the human world. If it does not care, why should I?
Chinese Chimes: The Confession of A Calendar
it all began with an animal race Emperor Jade called to amuse himself and his earthly subjects...
Rat
yes, i admit betraying the cat as my only close friend
but i won the race, with my head rather than my legs
Ox
to honor my contract with the yellow sun
i eat green grass, yet give red meat to man
Tiger
as the only feared king of the thick jungle
i am afraid and tired of my own timidness
Rabbit
with my cagey ears held so high
i will not miss a sound of peace
Dragon
although my portraits hung lively above the clouds
no human eyes have ever seen my authentic being
Snake
the moment i sloughed off my old slim self
i forgot ever seducing any manhood in heaven
Horse
my body looks more masculine than a strong man
and my heart feels more feminine than a tender girl
Goat
when i bleat towards the passers-by
i never mean to speak in an other voice
Monkey
each time i try to find any lice in the corner of my mind
i act like the humans outside the fence with barbed wire
Roaster
with my wings plumed with the feathers of night
i can not fly but to crow loudly towards dawn
Dog
given my canine camaraderie and pack mentality
i feel at home before, among or behind soldiers
Pig
i spend all my lifetime wisely
to guard this single moment
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