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Chinese Literature Society of North America

The Chinese Literature Society of North America is a non-profit organization registered in BC, Canada.

The purposes of the society are:

  • To manage the publication of the literary journal of "North American Maple".
  • To promote the culture exchange between Canada and China in the respect of literature.
  • To build a literature bridge between the English and the Chinese poetry around the world.

The society is dedicated to developing the journal and promoting its cultural value. Its directors and members are volunteer workers for the journal. The board of directors will be reelected every two years. The president of the society, with the help from other directors of the society, will appoint editors and invite advisers for the journal.

SAND FROM THE GOBI DESERT
Lorna Crozier

Sand from the Gobi Desert blows across Saskatchewan,
becomes the irritation in an eye. So say the scientists who
separate the smallest pollen from its wings of grit,
identify the origin and name. You have to wonder where
the dust from these fields ends up: Zimbabwe, Fiji,
on the row of shoes outside a mosque in Istanbul,
on the green rise of a belly in the Jade Museum in Angkor Vat?
And what of our breath, grey hair freed from a comb, the torn threads of shadows?
Just now the salt from a woman's tears settles finely its invisible kiss
on my upper lip. She's been crying in Paris on the street that means
Middle of the Day though it's night there, and she doesn't want the day to come.
Would it comfort her to know another, half way round the world, can taste her grief?
Another would send her, if she could, a few of the rare flakes of snow
falling here before the sunrise, snow that barely fleeces the brown back of what's
too dry to be a field of wheat, and winter's almost passed. Snow on her lashes.
What of apple blossoms, my father's ashes, small scraps of sadness
that slip out of reach? Is it comforting to know the wind
never travels empty? A sparrow in the Alhambra's arabesques
rides the laughter spilling from our kitchen, the smell of garlic
makes the dust delicious where and where it falls.
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