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Tung-Hui Hu

Tung-Hui Hu is the author of Greenhouses, Lighthouses (Copper Canyon Press, 2013). He teaches at the University of Michigan and lives in Ann Arbor, Michigan.

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Saignee

They chew on flowers to bring color
back to their faces. Inside the rows of
bougainvillea they eat the purple and the
ochre that climb up the walls, and I want
to say I too know the solitude that divides
blood into bright cell and plasma
that leaves a fluid pale as the eye of a partridge.
I too know no cure for it except to keep eating.

At dawn sunlight stains the city the blush
of onion-skin and the muezzin’s voice
rings out over the rooftops. He is the foghorn
that pierces the heart before morning,
rising from the ocean’s octaves to burn off
the clouds, and yet it terrifies me, to think
early some day you will wake up to see me

standing by the balcony as if I and my legs
and my robe were part of the railing,
you will put your arms around me and ask
why I stand there and I will have no answer.
You do not stir, but I know you have seen
men tumble out of the sky, and with
every ululation your body trembles in sleep.
Though we lie next to each other we are
in different countries, one with water,
one without.

Portrait of A.

           If they don’t see happiness in the picture at least
           they’ll see the black. —Chris Marker


A magnolia tree in full bloom, X- 
            rayed by a streetlamp,
pressed against the windowpane
            like someone hopped onto the glass
of the office Xerox and hit copy

            A magnolia tree in full bloom, winter
in black and white:      cold, grainy air
and your fingers pointing,       Last April
            your husband buried
the two halves of a snake         you shot

your new film about a river
that flows backwards
                      Rivers, did you know,
            are measured by a sinuosity index
in opposite corners

            of the yard so one half wouldn’t find
Length as crow flies                divided by
length as fish swims      weight
            and counterweight. A magnolia,
framed, a shot looking for       its pair.