Chrysanthemum Literary Society

A nonprofit charitable corporation in the evergreen State of Washington.

Monday, July 19, 2010


Welcome to the official site of Chrysanthemum Literary Society!
Chrysanthemum Literary Society is a nonprofit charitable corporation in the State of Washington chartered since 2003 devoted to the advancement of literature, education, and world peace. We welcome your participation. In conjunction with Chrysanthemum Publications, Inc., we strive to provide literary, educational, and other services and advocacy for the betterment of humankind. We do so in terms of providing information, printed material, online and on site consultation to individuals and firms in the media businesses. We are compliant with all laws governing nonprofit charitable corporations and their activities. Our contact information is follows:Main office:Chrysanthemum Literary Society2012 18th Ave. SouthSeattle, WA 98144-4324(206) 329 - 5566
, clsseattle@aol.com, Or mail to:Chrysanthemum Literary Society, P.O. Box 14515, Seattle, WA 98114
This is a highly recommended book of Haiku that garnered praise from Michael McClure
and Dana Gioia. Adelle Foley is a long-time social activist in the SF-Bay Area. Goldfish Press
is proud to combine forces with Pantograph Press of Oakland, California to bring this work of art about. Sample: "It's not that I write
Because of what I see. I
See what I write.
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Please Sir, Tell Me Who I Am

Please sir, before you release a bullet against me,

tell me who I am, or if I am who I think I am.

I wear a waiter’s yellow jacket, I bring teapot and tea

and I flick the beads of an abacus in the back of a herbal store.

Yet I sigh at fallen cherry blossoms, pink and white like little girls’ skirts

on the dirt in Kyoto Park, just a few nights ago when the blossoms lit the hills.

Now I am washing dishes in China Gate Café and groan like a lion in a dying fall,

to slink later to a mahjong club and get a big erection when I bang north and south.

I write to my wife in Hong Kong and am I lost into it!

Like one tree going into a forest to hear false poets in my deaf ear.

I hear “sound and fury” but I remain skeptical of their meaning

and the local fortune-teller says the lines on my face read like a poem

And the lines on my open palms and all the veins and arteries

on my naked body are like a road map of China.

Koon Woon

March 28, 2008

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