Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Duane Vorhees writes

   --after Yun Dongju

Skylark disdains
muddy alleys
of early spring.
Desires spreading two light wings,
and merry spring songs
across clear vernal skies
like an aimless fish,
wander about these back streets
in shoes full of holes,
and feel my soul grow heavy 
with no wing or song.

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