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Cecilia Yu





"I'm always embarrassed by how scrawny my chinese calligraphy looks but the point of the Chinese words are not to display calligraphy skills...it's more like a reflection of my feelings about some of the contents of the "poetry" like:

"Women of China are miraculous, they  prefer  to wear militia greens than red robes of celebration..."

I think most people know who said that! Yes, BIG Chairman M himself of China ! But due to a happy accident of nature & nurture, my humble chicken scrolls says, "Women of China are miraculous, we prefer red robes of celebration to militia greens!"





 

 

 

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Art is not so much expressing oneself, as it is discovering oneself.
- Anawanitia

The only thing better than singing is more singing.
- Ella Fitzgerald

Stop. Breathe. Allow yourself the luxury of doing nothing for a moment, or an hour, or even a day. It is in emptiness that inspiration will appear.
- Carole Katchen

I don't see why we ever think of what others think of what we do - no matter who they are. Isn't it enough just to express yourself?
- Georgia O'Keeffe
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Meggie Pina,
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Poetry

Fried Sugar Throat

Peel me like a pear
I don't care
wear me anyway you want
as long as I'm soft
drawn open
a fried sugar throat
a resting bone
breath like strawberry
and a sore sore throat
so sore I rub it
I love it

Do whatever you want
I don't care
as long as I'm soft
tasting tangerine
caught like a thief
whispering vines
in between teeth

My hands wander
my eyes wander
my heart wanders
I'm fine as long as you
let me go on about with
this sweetness
a fried sugar throat
going sweeter
with every turn

Peel me like a pear
I don't care
spin me round
see what you create
little jewel box handler
wear me anyway you want
I don't care
as long as I'm soft
sore and sweet.

by Catherine De Gear

 
     
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