Poem of the Week–The Christmas Tree in the Hong Kong Restaurant

The Christmas Tree in the Hong Kong Restaurant

Has lights that pulse in a portion
of my brain where rebuked, misery
slinks away into the darkness.
Pain gains no foothold, but joy
drifts its petals in the meadow
from the cherry tree
perpetually in limbic bloom.

Those lights tap a Morse Code
the tiniest of creatures
teeming in subterranean waters
decipher with their fins
and astral travelers in Katmandu
translate into intra-galactic languages

my great-great grandchildren will speak
with fluency some day over afternoon tea.
The tree, inviolate, roots in my heart,
its branches, ventricles in a highway
leading to inalterable peace,
regeneration, and incalculable possibility
always one twinkle away from realization.

Calder Lowe
Modesto Branch

“The Christmas Tree in the Hong Kong Restaurant”
first appeared in New Millennium Writings, 2011


  1. Leslie Bosher says:

    Calder, You have an amazing talent! How will I ever be able to keep up with your spirited imagination and vibrant compositions? Please continue to keep me on my toes.

  2. What a triumph, Calder! Your use of words! Your observations! And the future you propose for your great-great-great grandchild. My great-grandchild at two already speaks two languages—English and Mandarin. What will the inter-galacric language be??? Much to think about in this poem. So happy it was chosen.

  3. This is a wonderfully evocative poem.The details work to show how singular observations trigger powerful effects–feelings, memories and connection across generations. Lovely.

  4. Parthenia M. Hicks says:

    I love this poem of Calder Lowe’s – from its early signal of sounds that are difficult to comprehend that vibrate out into the world and the sea, to its ending, that is almost like a prayer. Thanks!

  5. Lois Batchelor Howard says:

    Your wonderful picturesque poem is a reflection of such good observation and imagery. I love what poems like yours do to me. First (and this is not a positive) I think, “Why do I think I can write?” and then the positive wins out by rejoicing the world has such talent (like yours) and sharing. Thank you, thank you.
    Lois, Palm Springs Branch, NLAPW