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The dragon is in the street dancing beneath windows pasted with colored squares, past the man who leans into the phone booth’s red pagoda, past crates of doves and roosters veiled until dawn. It’s dangerous to stand here in the chastening glow, darkening my eyes in the mirror with the gulf of the June 1986 | Jennifer Atkinson, David Baker, David Bottoms, Christopher Buckley, Raymond Carver, Gregory Djanikian, Lynda Hull, Josephine Jacobsen, Ed Ochester the five flights and say his Chinese name for me. He'll rise up out of the puzzling streets where men pass bottles of rice liquor, where the new year is liquor, the black bottle. the whole district is waiting for, like some benevolent arrest—the moment when men and women turn to each other and dissolve each bad bet, every sly mischance, the five flights and say his Chinese name for me. He'll rise up out of the puzzling streets where men pass bottles of rice liquor, where the new year is liquor, the black bottle the whole district is waiting for, like some benevolent arrest—the moment when men and women turn to each other and dissolve each bad bet, every sly mischance, The Best Poem Of Lynda Hull Chinese New Year The dragon is in the street dancing beneath windows pasted with colored squares, past the man who leans into the phone booth's red pagoda, past crates of doves and roosters veiled until dawn. Chinese New Year. By Lynda Hull. JSTOR and the Poetry Foundation are collaborating to digitize, preserve, and extend access to Poetry. Source: "Chinese New Year" is a poignant reflection on the complexities of cultural identity, alienation, and the human desire for connection. Lynda Hull's rich imagery and sensitive exploration of these themes make the poem a compelling and thought-provoking read, offering insight into the experiences of those who live at the intersections of cultures. Lynda Hull (1954-1994), American Poet; as a teenager, she ran away from home. For the next several years, Hull lived in various Chinatowns across North America and married a Chinese immigrant. After reconnecting with her family in the early 1980s, she met poet David Wojahn during undergraduate studies at the University of Arkansas at Little Rock. the five flights and say his Chinese name for me. He’ll rise up out of the puzzling streets where men pass bottles of rice liquor, where the new year is liquor, the black bottle. the whole district is waiting for, like some benevolent arrest — the moment when men and women turn to each other and dissolve each bad bet, every sly mischance, newarkpoems in *all poems, Lynda Hull February 8, 2016 October 18, 2016 421 Words. chinese new year. by Lynda Hull. The dragon is in the street dancing beneath windows Lynda Hull was born in Newark, New Jersey, in 1954. Her collections include Ghost Money (1986), recipient of the Juniper Prize; Star Ledger (1991), which won the 1991 Carl Sandburg and 1990 Edwin Ford Piper awards; and The Only World: Poems, published posthumously in 1995 and finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award in Poetry. “Chinese New Year” by Lynda Hull. Diving into contemporary American poetry, we discover “Chinese New Year” by Lynda Hull. This poem paints a vivid and evocative picture of the Lunar New Year celebrations, blending elements of myth, tradition, and modern urban life. “Chinese New Year” by Lynda Hull. We’ll wrap up this list with one of the most iconic images of the Chinese New Year: the dragon. At most Chinese New Year festivals, you’ll see a traditional lion or dragon dance. While lions symbolize luck and happiness, dragons symbolize bravery and power. Lynda Hull. C I J O T. Chinese new year. Lynda Hull. The dragon is in the street dancing beneath windows pasted with colored squares, past the man Lynda Hull was born on December 5, 1954, in Newark, New Jersey. She ran away from home at the age of sixteen, after having received a scholarship to Princeton University. She then married a Chinese immigrant from Shanghai and spent the next decade moving among various Chinatowns in the United States and Canada. Lynda Hull (December 5, 1954 – March 29, 1994) was an American poet.She had published two collections of poetry when she died in a car accident in 1994. A third, The Only World (Harper Perennial, 1995), was published posthumously by her husband, the poet David Wojahn, and was a finalist for the 1994 National Book Critics Circle Award. [1] Hull was born in Newark, New Jersey, in 1954. Her collections include Ghost Money (1986), recipient of the Juniper Prize; Star Ledger (1991), which won the 1991 Carl Sandburg and 1990 Edwin Ford Piper awards; and The Only World: Poems , published posthumously in 1995 and finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award in Poetry. Lynda Hull was born in Newark, New Jersey, in 1954. Her collections include Ghost Money (1986), recipient of the Juniper Prize; Star Ledger (1991), which won the 1991 Carl Sandburg and 1990 Edwin Ford Piper awards; and The Only World: Poems, published posthumously in 1995 Lynda Hull, born December 5, 1954, is an American poet who died in 1994 after a car accident. She published two volumes of poetry before her death. A third volume of her poetry, titled The Only World, was released posthumously in 1995 by her husband, the author and poet David Wojahn. The Only World was nominated for the 1994 National Book Critics Circle Award for Poetry. Another book whose bite would make you sleep a thousand years. And always the trance of blacktop shimmering through swamps with names like incantations— Okeefenokee, where Father held my hand and pointed to an egret's flight unfolding white above swamp reeds that sang with insects
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