Wednesday 13 May 2020

What price to pay?

Lin Biao
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Life will not answer to reason. And meaning is too young a thing to have much power over it. 
Richard Powers Overstory Loc 2075

A foreigner with a little language
Is still a novelty in 
Hangzhou in the 90s.
So much so that I 
Bargain a pair of gloves, 
For a knock-down price.

My Chinese friend is
Miffed when he goes back 
The next night but
Can’t do so well.
“How come you sold it 
Cheeper to the foreigner?”
He asks and is answered
With a shrug.

I buy a plaque of Mao
But pass over a similar
Memento of Lin Biao -
The official villain of 
Modern Chinese history. 
It costs 5 times more.

Later that day we
Visit Lin Biao’s 
Holiday compound. 
Unused for years
It feels like a wealthy 
European suburb.

Acres of manicured 
Forest with several 
Two storied villas 
Dotted about.
Delightful in their 
Colours and porticoes
But eerie in their emptiness.

Entering one villa we
Go behind the stairs 
To find a metal 
Blast door and 
A passage.

The lights are on.
We descend
Into a network 
Of bunkers;
Choose the path 
That is lit; 
Walk down 
Concrete corridors 
And through rooms
Clad with iron.

30 million dead,
The price of Mao’s
Great Leap Forward.
Another 20 in the
Cultural Revolution
For which Lin and the rest 
Of the Gang of 4 
Took the fall. 
His last stand 
Wasn’t in this bunker 
But in an airplane 
Lost over Mongolia.
Mao took some blame too.
80% good, 20% bad
Is the official Communist 
Party valuation. 

The gentle dean of 
The department 
At my Chinese University 
Tells of primary school
When he shouted
To scare birds
Who flew until they 
Dropped exhausted
So he could 
Jump on them.
Scapegoats for the
Failed harvest.
Miscalculation of a 
Horrifying leap 
In the dark.

When the path ascends
We find ourselves 
In a carpark.
The occupant of the ticket box
Looks perplexed
And doesn’t charge us
For coming the 
Wrong way out of
A history that 
Isn’t easy to value.