Towards the Yangtze (poem + pictogram)

Poem: Yangtze Morning, cards (handwritten)
Poem: Yangtze Morning, cards (handwritten)+

Towards the Yangtze

 

1

4AM Shanghai

Me, insomniatic as usual

Watching light rise 

Through pollution skies

To illuminate building designed

By a committee of Dr. Seuss, Salvador Dali and MC Escher

 

The ship pulls out through endless gauntlet 

of all the ships in the world

Each their own world

Tiny houses on giant barges, flags, cigarette and a wave

2

Yangtze River wide

As a sound

Cozy as an African watering hole

Herds of barges graze

Like wildebeests lady to fall into stampede

When hyena party boats of wedding revellers disappear into dark, 

Moored behind elephant cruisers

The bulls wait  beyond the marsupial floating dry docks 

Holding wounded deer craft 

Under gaze of manicured obedient flocks

Of bobbing cranes

Feeding vibes into yawning hippos accustomed to melons

Catamaran racers lean into wind, puny sailors lean to balance for the watches and cameras 

As peacocks might 

Beneath windmills grindingly faraway wheat

3

The wagon trail of floaters

Parade through river intersections

Obeying crackled jargon appointing times-subject to change

From typhoons, tainted waters, tides and an abundance of caution

And negotiation

Then the dispatch arrives

And like preschoolers, holding a string

The horizon redefines with tankers

Containers, cruisers, scoopers, prospectors, fighters, seekers, and free radicals 

Bearing industrial names 

Referred by diligent tugs

Pilots breakwater boundaries

And the wake and buoys ahead

Soon they will diverge to transient paths 

Using similar charts 

And common codes