If you had eyes, you would cry the Nile
until your mane was streaked with dusk.
Instead, you stand like a stone,
unmoved for days on end,
blind to the lush fears
that grow wild and
free beneath
nightfall’s
glare.
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Over the Bridge
From dense woodland to broad steppes, we trekked
with babes on our backs and hope at
our heels, seeking solace in
an age of profound change,
when we bid farewell
to distant kin
and forged a
friendless
path.
Before Death
sleep slides down faces in the month of
migration as pledges are played;
spotted rags of blush and blue
promenade past plants with
ocellar orange oars,
ere clinging to
broken strings
before
death
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salt eyebrows rise with thoughts of brothers
long lost to fortune’s muggy hand,
which severed north and south till
plain passageways perished
in time’s covenant;
how wonderful
it would be
to see
you
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Today marks the 64th Anniversary of the beginning of the Korean War.
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