Today it was very cold, so I just did some photography and editing in the apartment.
Night Play – III
Children playing in a water display in Daegu, South Korea,
untitled
stop the time
look up at the dappled sky;
feel the breeze on your cheeks
distant traffic flows as
nearby larks gossip about the coronation
under these blushing cherry blossoms, we have vanished
Cinquain/XLVI
prune juice
laced with liquor
laid my neck in this noose;
why does that cold-hearted Kicker
snicker?
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The “Kicker” is meant to be the individual who kicks the bucket out from under a person’s feet in a hanging.
…a journey deferred…
I spy your gospel lurking by the strand
as silver slides against a velvet purse.
Are answers docking nigh this fallow land?
Before us lies a large imposing hearse.
Instead of rolling onto distant slopes,
it starts towards me, sobbing wordless verse.
It pulls upon my skin with battered ropes
but somehow fingers fend off fruitless fear,
allowing breath to flood back with my hopes.
The heated gates behind us slam and sneer.
Then, silence falls atop cold faces still
distraught by echoes howling far and near.
When springtide comes to this uncomely hill
my heart will welcome Charon’s transparent will.
Cinquain/XLV
malice
sheathed in a smile
shall destroy this palace
should we elect not to revile
such guile
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I am posting an odd numbered cinquain for a change.
첫 눈/First Snow
This is my favorite image from the first snow day of 2012, which was our first year in South Korea. How I wish that it wasn’t taken in jpeg format.
untitled morning poem
pinched timber floorboards
keep secrets
between meager cracks
Twelfth Night
It is almost time to take that tree down!
Bon Appétit
In all the years I’ve roomed with you
I have not understood
just why you choose to chomp your chew
as wretched wildcats would.
sundry folly 