When I saw the light in your eye go out
as you stared at me in silence, listening,
not rejecting, but not pulling, like a wood log on an ocean,
it pierced my heart as deep as the ocean dark,
so now I knew, I must walk in the dark.
7.8.2024
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
When I saw the light in your eye go out
as you stared at me in silence, listening,
not rejecting, but not pulling, like a wood log on an ocean,
it pierced my heart as deep as the ocean dark,
so now I knew, I must walk in the dark.
7.8.2024
in the wake of the white misty day in the woods,
there’s an eternally soft and chilling fog,
clouding your vision no further than a foot ahead of you.
let go of your fear; let your imagination run amok.
hold your heart steady, like holding a koala’s bottom.
you will come back alright. just keep holding them.
And open your eyes, see this wonder, rejoice!
7.7.2024
clutching a grain of sand in my fist,
I held it in my heart.
ocean wave of sorrow swarmed
because I knew I had a far way to go to get there.
I want to give, to bring laughter, and satisfaction,
but it’s ocean distance away, far longer than the reach of my arms.
vengeful against disadvantage, I sense fire brewing in my eyes.
Get me there. I command my bare hands and feet.
Our only destiny is to succeed.
7.4.2024
Fortunately – or unfortunately –
I glimpsed over at the nocturnal green cover
William Matthews’s poetry book.
The flash of lazy summer sky
over the three-story apartment in Brookline
zooming by like a blurry window scene in an Amtrak car.
The sweet warmth – that somehow imbued under my skin
from the hollow cool atmosphere above –
radiated in waves, like softly swinging hammock
with a glass of wine and a love song from radio head.
I blinked. I stared ahead towards what was to come.
Warmth – I chose to believe what I felt in my heart.
The glowing red yolk over the horizon –
graciously engulfing all my worries and sadness –
gloriously radiating, unapologetically, childishly, happily.
my arms are wide open without the usual guard
for I chose to live once more again.
6.24.2024
it’s the moment to sift
known from the unknown
true from the untrue
capable from incapable.
let it be to your favor
whatever the result may be.
5.11.2024
I don’t want to write
just for writing sake.
what fueled inspiration
is not here now.
I want to write the truth,
not an artificial saccharine.
that’s it.
5.10.2024
많은 이들이 쳐다보고
소근거리고 손가락질을하고
이상한 그림을 그리고 있어도
나는 이 모든 흠점을 감싸안고
뚜벅뚜벅 걸어가리다.
내 두눈 밝은 앞을 향한채.
5.9.2024
I’ve come to appreciate the silence better.
I started to see the larger picture clearly
I started to think more coherently
I started to hear the world’s ticking sound.
to be deeply alone
enveloped in wraps of deafening silence
it’s a rare bliss.
5.8.2024
when you dive deep into a dark ink well
be mindful of how it seeps into others
who has not set a foot in the well.
let them taste the good water
while you wash yourself of the darkness.
remember; the sun will rise again.
the sun always rises.
5.4.2024
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