Ferry Terminal Soliloquy

Written during my recent crossing to Seoul, of which the previous poems Ikea & Sewol Tragedy are linked. Ferry Terminal Soliloquy The scent of ginseng candy wafts from old ladies’ mouths, rattles their false teeth, lubricates dry tongues & throats with spice. People pointedly serious about schedules & tickets their handshakes warm enough to incubate …

wind soliloquy

wind soliloquy A lot of it about. What does it? Pulls a tree’s ears. Slaps a child, else we’d never know it’s about. i lost an argument to it in December. Did much huffing // puffing— what cares the wind? Doesn’t do right angles nor algebra. Blew Euclid into squiggles. War on toupees. War on …

봉황대 (bong hwang dae) Phoenix Pavillion

this was an actual vision/dream i had one autumn while visiting Daesa-nim some years back now. i had been guiding three South Africans around the village & up the mountain all afternoon. then i was left alone before dinner, the weather fine & my eye lids heavy, i went up to a pavillion Daesa-nim built, …