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A Poem Gone Wrong -- To *Camille Claude Whenever there is an interlude your poem turns brusque It’s not much different from an infant You can’t really push around a poem by picking it up and putting down as easy as pie We'll exchange books with flaws Don't just say things the way it pleases you Dandelion seeds bump against the windshield with thumps Wishing to soften the blow I too bump back wit..

Ostrich, Turkey Dream Walk Tempo adagio head and neck Sense of rhythm is born simultaneously swaying Ostrich, turkey head and neck move questionig Sicily Island's horizon keeps tilting Momentarily pausing Fun, isn’t it? Ostrich, turkey some of them are Strutting on the fearless beach Dream is a refreshing beast flying Take a look! Dreams fly wings flapping over the stone castle At sunset in Sici..

Paramecium to Serotonin* You are my long-lost self, perchance a better half, you see? Behold though, we are at the mercy of his, her, and their Serotonin fervently beckoning us. No more a snugly locked I-Thou unit we are, I suppose. What am I to do, my darling, hence? *A ubiquitous chemical material in the animal kingdom related to vasoconstriction and/or mental depression. © Ryang Suh 2011.08.1..

A Furtive Thought A huge cloud covers the right side of my sight. A few raindrops are falling. I believe it is okay that I have a little excessive feeling towards you. From the left side of the sky a handful of sunrays pour down. My fantasy flies over the far away forest behind the spacious parking lot stark explicit. I want to let you know that I am given to dislike poems with the theme toiling..

Wasabi Green Peas Deep green is close to blue It snows in large flakes anytime Thick and fast with no expectations I am having a snack at 4 o’clock dawn Whatever happens outside You don’t have to be interested in anymore The joy of autism is Well in sync with deep blue green Like I said before it doesn’t have to be that way The orange strain light is briming over The eye watering indoors everywh..

Taking Aim at the Last Leaf A few brown leaves hang down Dingle-dangle from the twigs In an instant that is never the last one At the taut core of you I am taking aim It is dead silent Sparsely the autumn wind is out of its wits It’s like nothing ever happened Me too had exactly the same thought An erect thumb at a right angle from a forefinger The rest of the fingers clenched focusing I see the..

Eyes at a 45 Degree Angle When a bad dream pops up in reality momentarily You are gonna drop your eyes obliquely downwardly, man Branches of thoughts not budging at all Hands patting the jagged breaths The mindset not minding a wishy-washy opponent Replies that are coming up regularly A lonely breeze touching rough skin Autumn breeze Right before you shout oh, yes that’s what happened The joy of..

Bare Hands This is cell division Destiny A gentle touch of hand A steep palmistry, I’d say Golden scales are falling to the bottom Lion-head goldfish breast fins are The power of the bare hands over torso These are my palms Feeling like flying This is stiff Hands disappear gradually, I’d say Cell division occurs Are your fists Getting hot as well now? © Ryang Suh 2020.10.11 맨손 세포분열이다 운명이다 부드러운 손..

Fisheye Lens The autumn stays by my side A fish jumps up above the water Painted on a sky blue drawing paper Rainbow colors bouncing all over Waterdrops flock down bottom-deep Glancing sideways well The eyes of fish are so smooth The autumn is inside the water It may be a fresh fish fragrance Rubbing off on a convex lens Crystalline lens capturing the sound of steep breaths The eyes of the fish ..

Johann Strauss Whom I Sought Again A blizzard blows up in the Vienna sky in the beginning of April, waltzing gloriously tapping me on the solar plexus. Johann Strauss, shivering out in the cold rubbing shoulders with Kim So-Wall and T. S. Eliot, the fixed stars in the sky far awy, I will look for him first off on my part, definitely first off. I hear you were determined while alive to frisk arou..