Christopher Van Velser
By
Changming Yuan
The Irony of a Snag
1
You have long since died
But you will never fall
Standing deadly among leafy growths
Your body embodies a rebirth
Greening close to your rotten cycles
2
No one cares how you got
Into the waterway
But you keep trying to return
To the ocean, where all life
Originates, where your skeleton
Poses a navigation hazard
To any boat heading towards a port
Ventifact
A fact of fiction
A fiction of fact
Carved with the invisible
Chisels of the tropical wind
You will never undertake a finishing touch
Nor do you really need one
To bloom your inner being
Into a solid shape of beauty
Weathering against all civilization
Languacolonization
Is a British word meaning to modernize
To globalize, or to Americanize
All the colonies with an imperial syntax
Yes, it refers to the English Empire, where
The moon never sets, nor even the Babel Tower
Has a chance to rise, it was established to
Anglicize not only the local dialect
Spoken on each of those barren islands
But also the way all native minds
Living in the central parts of continents
Spell their own names, paint their road signs
In this wild world newly digitalized
You came, you see, you’re conquering
With a whole set of rules to grammaticize…
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