A Sijo I thought myself conversant in French until I tried to hug her; Still, my American cheeks flushed from being kissed in friendship; She spoke so many tongues... but American? Not so much. Sijo? A Korean verse form related to haiku and tanka and comprised of three lines of 14-16 syllables each, for a total of 44-46 syllables.… Continue reading French kisses, or: Cultural barriers
Trees find purchase, or: One ray of quiet sunshine
A 'Found Poem' Dear friend in India, Sangeetha, my partner in crime, a hug's the best drug. Jerusalem surprised by snow; after visiting her child abroad, she returned to a changed Russia. Unlike Santa Claus, Ded Moroz wears outfits of various colors. Tomorrow he will die again. Sweetheart, be careful! Raw? Pardon my French, please.… Continue reading Trees find purchase, or: One ray of quiet sunshine
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