Poetic Shutterbug

This was an unexpected treat. While walking through Hong Kong Park I came across the arts center. I didn't know beforehand that it was even there. I walked up to the door and saw a guard there with no one else around so I thought it was closed. He then opened the door and motioned for me to go inside which I did. I'm so glad I went inside. There was a poet/artist, K.C. Chow who was exhibiting his artwork in the gallery. We were the only two there and though I speak only a couple of words in Chinese and he a little more in English we were able to carry on a conversation. His art pieces were so creative and he welcomed my taking photos of some of the pieces. He was such a kind and gentle soul and I so enjoyed meeting him. He gave me his book of essays which I didn't realize until I left was completely in Chinese. The only thing I could read was the ISBN number. I'll have to have it translated. K. C. and the Arts Center ...

Ancient dynasties as Ming, Qing,Tang displayed in thematic fashion a masterpiece of history. Archaic scrolls of parchment, sometimes satin or silk the Buddhist sutra; an archived honorarium of the written word. I study the poems and lyrics in running scripts a language unknown the forbidden city. I understand the poet within each character the Michelangelo of words. I marvel the artistry of a simpler time where poetry was revered and wonder if this poem I am about to complete will live within it's own dynasty.