Try

Try

So this is
it: you’re gone, wind blows,
Hyuntay cries.
Three serious gossip hounds
laugh.

You’re back; shake
cute butt as Hyuntay
screams and runs
joyous in our nest, his soul
thrives.

It is love
that ties us, but what
else? Gwangju?
Language? Art? The smell of dried
squid?

You love me,
so I love you, so
what comes next?
Noh is gone, I’m here. Love me
now.

Copyright, Doug Stuber, 2009. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given, and with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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