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Post by Changming Yuan on Sept 21, 2007 20:12:09 GMT -5
To escape from the tyrannical logic Of your mother tongue You wandered, wandering Through earth’s length and breadth Subjecting your old self to another syntax A whole set of grammatical rules Strangely new to your lips and tips To expand the map of your mind Far beyond your home and haven Yet in the meantime it becomes colonized By all the puzzling paradoxes Of this chosen language, for example: Quicksand can be very slow Boxing rings are in fact square And a guinea pig is neither a pig Nor is it from Guinea Like you or me
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First appeared in Other Voices (Summer 2006).
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