I return to the pages, To gather my pieces, Grinding time into shape— Somewhere a potter’s wheel Keeps turning. The air still trembles, As if it were pouring Something unnamed On a map of returning. Tangled, braided secrets And blank pages, And the revolving door. Bain-marie Keeps it warm.
Author: yennayi
I was born and raised in the South Korea and now I live in Massachusetts for the past 15 years after having lived in many different parts of the world. I work as a psychotherapist in my private practice. I just finished writing my memoir, "Ring of Fire" and waiting to be published.
In a Quiet Corner
Sheepster and the Worry Doll are listening to the Hen and Rooster: What's up, what's cooking, and what's happening. November fundraising is around the corner, cooking words — raw, steamed, fried, baked, even microwaved. I would love to have you help the New Americans in Northampton to support the immigrant population. PM me your email … Continue reading In a Quiet Corner
One More Walk in Acadia
On our last day, we let the hours unfold—We let things sparkle and speak to us. The hazy sky cleared, The breeze winked playfully. The forest opened,Its roots and rocks guiding our steps, while the sea murmured somewhere beyond the trees. There was no hurry,Only the quiet gift of being here,In this place where land … Continue reading One More Walk in Acadia
Ring of Fire 