In the vast, unbroken sky, Planets converge—ancient witnesses To the cracking whip, To families bound and broken. Handcuffed and herded, They are ushed into waiting planes, Not to join the stars, But to detention centers, Their futures deported. Under the brittle moonlight,shadows move--hunters and hunted. Feet drag, heavy with miles,heavy with stories That no one … Continue reading When Planets Align
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.
Good Morning
No poetry in the Inauguration— Words meant to dance with hope and healing Fall short of lifting souls from the noise of hate, Drowned in the dissonance of yesterday’s wounds. What do we mean when we say good morning? We are more than electric sockets, Receiving and disbursing the electrons, We have dreams, Songs to … Continue reading Good Morning
The Compass Swings
The compass needle swings, restless, Searching for the true north,Between bias, a cage of certainties,And beauty, a freedom uncontained. What truth lies in the arc?The pull of roots, the lure of wings,Or the quiet hum of the in-between, Comforted. numb to reality’s weight? The mirror hangs at the extremities, Leaving the bloated middle A void, … Continue reading The Compass Swings
Ring of Fire 