I shall sever the constricting cord that binds us in despair,
soothing our deformed hopes with mallow to console muddied blood
so that we may explore unknown horizons with unblemished hearts.
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Cinquain/XXII
travel
to foreign realms
and you may unravel
comely kindness that overwhelms
hushed helms
Shall We?
Shall we meet in a golden land,
where lilies white and plumb trees stand?
Shall we whistle time-honored tunes,
as we did in previous Junes?
Shall we hold each other’s faces,
whilst removing tears, all traces?
I believe we shall meet again.
It’s just a case of where and when.
달을 위한 날개/wings for the sake of the moon
검은 망토 아래, 우아한 별이 숨어 있다
울고있는 달은 안타까운 가곡을 부른다
난 대단한 혼의 눈물을 씻으러 날아간다
Under a black mantle,
elegant stars are hiding.
The weeping moon,
hums a pitiful tune.
I take wing to wipe away the
tears of the magnificent spirit.
Cinquain/XX
forsooth!
bending bone back
afore tearing tense tooth
tacked a terrifying taut thwack
on track
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I had no plans to write tonight, but then I fell during my evening run. I chipped a tooth, cracked my lip, and have a pretty nasty abrasion on my chin.
I was feeling a bit low, so I wrote a little something to make myself feel better.
Tomorrow – the dentist!
The Unwelcome Guest
A grotty zombie claws at my gate
He’s covered in grime from floor to pate
If only he would take a bath
He would cease to feel my wrath
This Is Just To Say
(after William Carlos Williams)
I have collected
the transgressions
that were in
the apse
and which
you were probably saving
for confession
Forgive me
they were impure
so vulgar
and so exquisite
under tired textbooks
rain roosts on shoulders
straining under tired textbooks
after school slumber
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Korea is currently experiencing its annual 장마/rainy season.
Caught
Dripping
Stripping
Tripping
Sipping
In the wake of dripping, stripping facts,
Love lingers low, tripping sipping acts.
Elegy
Lies unfold askance through a peevish portal.
While devotion hesitates, mirthful moments
Lurch in churlish rhythm by mangled masses,
Slaying old treaties.
sundry folly 