December 31st, 2013 by admin
“Remember that there is only one important time and that is now. The present moment is the only time over which we have dominion. The most important person is always the person you are with, who is right before you, for who knows if you will have dealings with any other person in the future? The...
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December 13th, 2013 by admin
I am Homeland
Twelve Korean-American Poets
Edited by Yearn Hong Choi
New from Poetic Matrix Press
Available on our website
By Doo Hyun Chung
An Empty Tomb
In the midst of fire shell of the Korean War,
Vanished
My father, missing
No traces to his death
My mother,
Her husband,
Built a tomb for her...
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November 19th, 2013 by admin
Touch Red
Touch red
Ouch
Touching red is like knowing you
But can you touch red at all?
Is it the red of the red
Or the red of the thing
That makes touching red
Touching red?
The bright and the blare
And the brass and the boom
And the bomb are like
...
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October 25th, 2013 by admin
Buffalo Girl (Annie)
Knew a chic named Annie
Who wrote poetry
Later taught herself to play
Guitar and discovered she was
Pretty good at it
I met her in a coffeehouse in Greenpoint, Brooklyn
One night, when I was reading
And looking to score some
Boodah
Annie told me she left
Buffalo because living there...
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September 14th, 2013 by admin
I found this article recently and it seemed to speak to what we as poets might be up to even though we often don't know what we are up to and may not even understand our own words until sometime later. I offer it and elicit your comments. There might be something here that is important, maybe. John...
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August 14th, 2013 by admin
In Malala's Spring Dream
the pond is a
dark blossom
unfolding. If she
were to move to
the window in the
dream, there
would be white
lilies thru blinds,
suspended
instead of a
moon.
Fog lips on roots
and willows
filtering into
dreams of swans.
The light polishing
water, connecting
what...
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August 12th, 2013 by admin
When I was Young and Proud
When I was young and proud
owner of a lawn
it would have caused offense.
But now, singing dandelions
innocently declare summer's height
while couched between...
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July 26th, 2013 by admin
Men and Women I've Kissed
Sometime during my second year at college, Eva comes to a party
at our apartment while her boyfriend was studying.
I fall behind the couch and she falls on top of me.
When I leave school at the end of the...
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July 23rd, 2013 by admin
From the Empress Hsi-Ling-Shi
The mulberries will soon bear white fruit.
On thin branches silkworms
feed on heartshaped leaves.
In early summer they will spin their silken
threads, spin silk threads as a gift.
We will take the coccoons, boil them,
and after throwing, weave fine coats,
embroider them,...
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July 15th, 2013 by admin
Kings River Canyon
This old, bald pine has to know it's dying.
Maybe it over heard the whispers
of evergreens, growing on these
glacier-sheered cliffs, or maybe
the pine knows it intuitively
as it knows yearly it has to manage
to squeeze out a thin ring
between heart and bark.
Only in the middle does...
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