River’s Tears

My son died on April 23, 1990.He was 20, a sophomore at Amherst College, Amherst, MA A knock on the door in the late evening, and two officers in uniformWith the message shut closed all my doors—the evening got darker,Darker than the black hole. I was thrown into the Mariana trench. My love was torn … Continue reading River’s Tears

I Come From There

I have lived over there— Walking to the muddy confluence to dig clams From my windowless box house with neighbors on three sides Along the little winding dirt road that wove the neighborhood Like vein. The children roamed the river across the street, climbing the rusty tank, Finding spent bullet cartridges from the recent Korean … Continue reading I Come From There

Wings of Joy

In the frigid cold December whipping stiff winds, I scan the geography in the land of my ghosts Of diaspora longing for warmth and prayers That I don’t know how to recite and even their names.  I called them Oma (mom) and Hulmoni (grandma) Throughout my life and even now. We look for a place … Continue reading Wings of Joy