I cross my legs—not my mind, sitting On a chair next to the bay window to prop Up a notepad, I see a family of turkey Looking for breakfast in the morning haze, In the field across the street, A dogged tide of thoughts rushes to shore With the repeated sinewy siren of question Why … Continue reading A dogged Tide of Thoughts
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.
Feelings
The fragrant August hostas Blooming along the stone wall Bear good tidings-- There are still many warm days ahead Midst disrupted normal life In the year of pandemic. Scooping up water from the river With my cupped hands Wondering how rivers sweep Around the boulder Without disturbing its flow. Reflecting faces with smiles And twinkling … Continue reading Feelings
In Mid-Summer
The spring flirtation is gone by, In the mid-summer cosmoses dance In the bright sun after downpour, Alliums fade, Day lilies count days Before the school starts. Between yesterday and tomorrow Today finds its way to move forward, In spite of the weight Of shadowy yesterday— Scars marked with weal, And nostalgic comfort of … Continue reading In Mid-Summer
Ring of Fire 