Three Poems

by Suchoon Mo

A White Flower

a white flower alone
in the sagebrush desert
you are too beautiful
I shall not touch you
or hold you in my hands
you are too beautiful
I have come your way
and I shall be gone my way

On A Wooden Cross

in an abandoned chapel
in a ghost town
a young woman sits
on a wooden floor
facing a young man
nailed and dead
on a wooden cross

Flowers In The Cemetery
(after Ko Un)

Flowers come
To the cemetery
Flowers die
In the cemetery
No memorials
For flowers
In the cemetery
Not even in the cemetery

(previously published in Dissident Editions)

1 comment:

  1. Brilliant poetic stylings, Suchoon. It is always a pleasure to read your writing.