An old man in tattered grey coat
Hobbled down twisted road
Turning over every stone....
Looking for god
Above in azure spiked sky
A hawk lazy spirals
On updrafted winds
Above deepslashed canyons
And ferocious gouging waters
Boulderslamming out to sea...
On a lonely wooden bench
Perched onhigh shrouded rim
The woman sits waiting
Seeping box in her lap
Wrapped so precious in silk
Burgandy drips tearlike;
At ivory ankles
Flowers of snaking gowth
Ivy its way up
Petal lapping the reddened tears
Mixing pollenlike powder
Of longing desire
September Poem by Ho-sun Kim
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