One day in April!


In Wyoming we have snow storm even in April.
I’ve lived in the state for nearly three decades, and still I’m
struggling to get used to the weather! Lots of wind and long
winter. I like dry and clean air here though. There is no
perfect place, they say, which I agree. So, I’m stuck here and
love it. 

–Byung A. Fallgren



When the earth bounces
beneath my steps
I know spring’s here,
sense of triumph,
having survived the
bitter days of winter.
With elation, sniff
the breeze, longing
for your scent,
envisioning our reunion.
Azaleas bloom and soon
the petals imitate snowflakes
your image within,
story of yesteryears, yet

when the mountain breeze redolent
my heart becomes the budding leaves.

©Byung A. Fallgren

An ode to siblings


A cluster of berries
so unique that we can
recognize  amongst
busy crowds,

even when we are apart
we are always together
in our heart. When
on’s missing we can tell
in a glance,

when one sheds tears
we suffer, when on’s happy
our hearts sing, for we are
the same branch and

root. We love one another
until we wither and fall.

It’s been two years since one of my sisters’ passing. I
regret I seldom visited her when she was alive, living
so far away. While growing up, she and I were close.
Once she told me about her friend’s story: her father
disappeared when she was two. And she wanted to
find him. After that, I hadn’t heard of her story.

Now, using my imagination, I’ve written a new novel
“Mystery Man’s Daughter.” I’ve been rewriting and
editing it, which ended up creating a totally different
character than I had thought. I hope I’ll get it done soon.
But I don’t want 
to rush. My goal is to get it done as
perfectly as I can.

© Byung A. Fallgren