So The Moon Would Not Be Swallowed - Award Of Merit (2008) The Word Guild

<i>So The Moon Would Not Be Swallowed</i> - Award Of Merit (2008) The Word Guild
A poetic journey with the poet's missionary grandparents to the China they served in between 1923 and 1951. CHECK OUT THE REVIEWS OF BOTH BOOKS (below)

Sunday, February 4, 2007

Poem: THE MISSION HOUSE---------------(Lunar New Year 1948)

Shangjao, Kiangsi, China

When I saw Shangjao for the first time --the
-----mission house was clearly visible
over the city wall --& Spirit Mountain to the north
-----stood out in the afternoon sun
my train clacking to the end of the line

Lost trains echo through the compound’s central
confused among the porticos as though looking for -----the tracks
to Nanchang --destroyed by war

Drums now pick up the rhythm --as we watch
-----from the window of our room
We were wakened the other night here by a
-----creeping rat seeking winter stores
Now the fiery serpent crosses the tracks
-----creeping --like the plague

Down below lies the bomb that damaged the
-----corner of the house
As we watch from the window of our room the
-----lantern parade winds down toward the city
Drums beating --beating --beating --from all
-----directions at once

(This poem first appeared in Canadian Literature)