舞獅

Here is a poem I wrote about my experience in the Chinatown New Year Parade this past Sunday, February 12, 2017. 




Memories two decades fragmented into cloudy pieces

Unwanted through adolescent years

Distanced from roots already withering away

現在二十幾年過了(Right now, twenty some years have passed)

這地方仍然一樣 (This place is still the same)

While other elements have just changed

Stepping on vague memories

Yearning to return to this space

Of childhood curiosity and adventure

As my presence enters this atmosphere of craving connections 

The sound of metal and wooden heartbeats amplified one hundred fold storms into my hungry ears

Lion scales and eyes emit solar rays 

Through the gray skies pouring down rain and snow

The heat of the dancing feet radiate flames of warmth

獅子的我夢想成真 (The lions of my dreams have become real)

看表演的採青在舊和新店鋪 (Watching the performance of Choi Cheng at old and new stores)

In addition to delivering fortune and prosperity

These blessed lions bring me into full clarity of long craved memories and dreams

我擁抱一切 (I cherish altogether)

舞獅 (Lion Dance)

春節 (Lunar New Year)

中國文化 (Chinese culture)

中國城 (Chinatown)