서량의 詩, 글, 음악/김정기의 글동네: NY, NJ, USA

Jack-o’-lantern No soul on the streetMeeting again the goblin faceThe same as in the past, my faceFish fins spread real wideJack-o’-lantern lips, curling and curlingTill your soul slips away, oh, myBlazing candle flame held within Poet's Note:When it’s Halloween, it’s pumpkins. When it’s autumn, it’s pumpkins. Day and night, all I see is pumpkins everywhere. © Ryang Suh, MD 2024.11.02

Bugle The tension of lipsSwelling lungsCold metal, metal tarnishingThoughts tarnishing, soonBursting high pitch, a faint painYou tighten your cheeksFingers, nimble fingers Poet’s Note:After the house fire in January 2019, I lived in a rented home for 20 months. The COVID virus overlapped with that time. I played the bugle a great deal. © Ryang Suh, MD 2024.10.12

Face -- To the woman in Matisse's "Smiling Face" (1951) Light and dark Half and half Eyes rivetted Brr One of the eyebrows is longer Saying some things unceasingly The sailboat lips The sound of the wind now Note on the Muse: Matisse's women oftentimes look downward in the paintings. This woman looks at me, eyes wide open. As if smiling a little. © Ryang Suh, MD 2023.07.31