Wee Hour A tiny voice: "At the grand daughter's high school graduation, face the aggressive in-law, just relax and enjoy the happy day."
The Old
The Old Don't like the past works, but find in them a tiny grain of gold that enhanced the soul? Study the new with heightened eyes and tongue; late bloomed or not; old is gold. ©Byung A. Fallgren
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Power Out!
Power Out! by Hayley Broadway Power out! All dark and black... Fret not Body bumps Hand gliding softly Feet and the floor Rug! another rug! Budy bumping into another We mesh and dance swiftly Away in the dark Hayley Broadway is a deaf blind researcher and protractile educator working on several grants projects, including a national institutes of health study of language acquisition among deaf blind children. She lives in Austine.
The Flashbacks
The Flashbacks 1. This was where it began; I ran outside, naked before my first birthday to see what all the booming from the sky was about. 2. I was a little bird in the tiny cage of the dark space, learned to not cry even when hungry. 3. The skating boy on the pond; his mom, at the gate of her house, stopped me passing by to ask a few questions about my parents, told her son to come home; his word "No--" What was in her mind? In sixth grade graduation, why he chose me to sing the song? 4. The old elm with a large hollow in the trunk; by his side a shabby cedar tree, beneath them the well, the eye watching me watching it, questing hidden tomorrow ©Byung A. Fallgren
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Walls
Walls C. P. Cavafy Without reflection, without mercy, without shame, they built strong walls and high, and compassed me out. And here I sit now and consider and despair. It wears away my heart and brain, this evil fate: I had outside so many things to terminate. Oh! Why when they were building could I not beware! But never a second sound of building, never an echo came. Insensibly they drew the world and shut me out. C. P. Cavafy, born April 29, 1863, in Egypt, is one of the most influential Greek Poet of the twentieth century. He died in 1933.
The Barbed Wire Fence
The Barbed Wire Fence by Joon-hi You look menacing. All I want to do is to find my uncle, but I cannot do that because of you. But it's not your fault, not your fault. --from the book Hal-Abeoji's Wish Joon-hi, the eight-year-old boy, wants to find his grand-uncle who is supposed to be living in North Korea, before his grandfather dies and he becomes an orphan. Can he find him? ©Byung A. Fallgren
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The New Remorse
The New Remorse Oscar Wilde The sin is mine; I did not understand. So now is music prisoned in her cave, Save where some ebbing desultory wave Fret, with its restless whirls this merge stand. And in the withered hollow of this land Hath summer day herself so deep a grave, That hardly can the leaden willow crave One silver blossom from keen winter's hand. But who is this who cometh by the shore? (Nay, love, looking and wonder!) Who is this Who cometh in dyed garments from the Saith? It is thy new-found Lord, and he shall hiss The get unravished rose of thy mouth, And I shall weep and worship as before. Oscar Wilde was born on October 16, 1854 in Ireland, poet, playwright, and novelist. He died on November30, 1900.
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