In the afterlife

you might want

consider being a ghost

in the prosperous Da’an

or Great Peace District

of Taipei

where merchants burn


of folded gold


in hell hot


to venerate

their ancestors

and secure financial favors


judging by the high-end


at Prada, Gucci and Louis Vuitton

this auspicious

ember and ash ritual

has led to success for the living

and eternal security

for the dead

but personally

I’d prefer a backyard rosebush

planted in my honor




Photo courtesty Chinese Wikipedia via Wikimedia Commons

6 thoughts on “Burnt Offerings

  1. Dear Susan,

    I just love you so much! ❤ This poem is wonderful as all your words seem to brighten the world like a rosebush would.

    I miss checking your blog, as I am finishing my writing and will be defending in just a few weeks. Wishing you and R and the little peeps in your world so much sunshine and so much more.

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  2. Dig how you stop the flow of time–make us gander for a bit at this standoff-ish ritual of sorts–then, the closing is so sublimely sudden as to sweep us off our feet–putting us back where we started, but in a whole new vein—which I found to be very intriguing–and breathtakingly liberating.


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