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Cinquain/X

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this dust
is an offense
which manifestly must
be uprooted with an intense
defense

 

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My maternal grandmother was a skilled miniaturist who painstakingly created a beautiful collection of small fascinating rooms. This short poem was inspired by her “Victorian Parlour.”

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…a final parting…

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An indolent orange spirit drifts across
the mountainside as the day draws to a close.
Pulling a leaden cloak over the forested canvas,
she offers no quarter to my flagging frame.
I stretch a cautious limb in front of me,
searching for a secure footing while sap soaked
leaves protest under an inquisitive tread.
A half a dozen steps ahead, your raven
tresses swing to and fro, occasionally
meeting the soft light that sinks in the west.
I stop my ascent for a crack to watch your
slender span navigate the shadows.
You will soon round the binding bend and
then I shall never see you again.
TIME – please be merciful with my memories.
Absolve them of their debts.
I beg of you.

At The Buffet

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She flicks that golden braid over her shoulder
onto a rhinestone studded collared jean jacket
as she sings her soul out under hot teal lights.
The greens and pinks of her floral skirt swirl
around dimpled knees while both hands raise
above heads to clap us into submission.
She’s a robot.
She’s a swallow.
She’s a Canens at battle with the night.
She can be anything she wants to be.
She’s got all her love to give.
She WILL survive.

나가는 문이 없는 방/Room With No Exit

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나는 나가는 문이 없는 방에 갇혀 있다
모든 것이 나오지만 아무것도 나갈 수 없다
결국 지친 내 몸은 살살 열리고 잠들게 된다

I am trapped in a room with no exit.
Everything comes in but nothing goes out.
At last my weary body gently opens and sleep comes.

*Korean translation edited for clarity by Seok Jin Wook