The Iguasu In My Mind

Pwu Jean Lee

-   After receiving tikects

 

 

I felt her in this morning.

I was in Her in last night.

The Iguasu Falls!

She appeared in my chamber 

    Like a sea of fog running,   

     A canyon filled snow storms,

     A river of rivers from the sky,

     Crystal caves of geysers,

     White jungles of pearl-trees,

     Dances of millions feathery nymphs.

     She is tender, she is powerful,

               Omnipotent but obedient,

               Of peace and of passion,

               Wild but innocent, 

                Primitive and pure,

                Free but humble.  

 

There is an iguasu in every woman.

Never conquer her, but love her.

 

Pwu Jean Lee is the author of the book of poems, East Wind, West Rain. Proficient in both English and Chinese, she has won various writing competitions in both languages. Since 2002, her verses ‘A Female Son' excerpted from this book were etched on the marble wall of the PENN STATION in Manhattan, New York City. The exhibition along with poems by Walt Whitman and eleven other American Poets is for permanent display.

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