a brown branch runs beside the green branch that isn't a branch
Green Branch [Haiku]
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Category Archives: Poetry
Thorny Nightshade [Tanka]
thorny leaves and poisonous fruits; if ever a plant wanted to be left alone!
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BOOK REVIEW: The Wet Hex by Sun Yung Shin
The Wet Hex by Sun Yung ShinMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
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Out: June 14, 2022
This is a varied collection of poems. It includes sparse free verse poems as well as prose-style poems. There are a number of stream-of-consciousness poems that read like surreal free writing, but there’s also a narrative poem and a number of clean prose-like poems.
The poet is of Korean ethnicity, and her heritage and the experience of being a transplanted individual both feature prominently in her poems. (Though Greek Mythology is also about as common as Korea Folklore in the poems.] The poems also display a fascination with words and as well as with violence.
The poems are divided into five sections. Section three is unique in that includes the collection’s longest poem, a narrative poem, which is presented with some simple, geometric artworks.
I enjoyed reading this collection, it employs clever language and interesting approaches to verse, both among the more cryptic, freeform entries and the neater, more “business-like” poems.
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Tractor [Free Verse]
the tractor idles in the end-row, chugging and sputtering, with a rattling exhaust flap soon the tractor lurches into straight-line locomotion, chugging down the row, carving out furrows, peeling soft, black soil aside the cut worm does not forgive, but neither does it know what hit it -- some thunderous storm, monotonously rolling nearer - becoming more all-pervading - until it starts to fade, but by then the worm is halved everything becomes something else: worm aerates soil and then becomes food for the tugging bird
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The War Mangled [Free Verse]
I heard the dead children, their voices lilting on the wind. The war-torn twice born came crawling in under the wire, bloody and shell-shocked, but among the living, but the rest floated away: their words becoming both milder & more raucous, never fully drowned out by bombs or crossfire chaos.
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Parakeets Eat [Haiku]
Sprout [Haiku]
a seed sprouts,
stretching toward the light
to be infinite
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Bee-Eater [Haiku]
the bee-eater - from above - is leafy green, but greets us in gold
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Anonymous [Free Verse]
scribe & chronicler: face unknown, name unknown, soul laid bare by way of words -- words that reveal from the inside out -- it's not the way we're accustomed to getting acquainted we're used to surface learning 'til we scratch through, but here we have: no name, no face, but deep insight
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Buddha Wisdom [Haiku]
in the temple yard, i read the Buddha's words, and feel their wisdom
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