There's Still Life Ahead…
Studies hard so she
Can make the soccer first team;
Stronger than she looks,
And rabbit-fast on the pitch —
And yet, she’s no real scholar
That’s an ethnic trope.
Koreans and studying
Are considered twins;
But those who know her, know that
She’s more about the running –
Our realities
Melt together with our hopes,
Forming passages —
The links between what has been,
And the good that’s yet to be
You sent a picture
Of the life your living now;
It is beautiful.
I wish old love would slumber
Or move away, like you did
this morning, outside,
a deer was in the roses:
and i had a choice —
we’d worked hard on the garden:
but — innocence needs it’s time.
I interviewed her about her amazing discipline.
Her secret, she says
Is, each day, to do one thing
She doesn’t want to
Then, to count up over time
All of those things she now likes
It is time to let it go.
Long ago, anger
Filled me. I’ve kept holding it.
When none knew better:
Not me, not them, not anyone.
It is time to let it go.
all the hammer blows.
tractile and malleable —
incessantly down.
bent, shaped and worn complanate
longing for rest. — relentless —
