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Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
Wife warns
"you:
get angry very well
do not take care of appearance
do not know the power of money
human relationship are not good
eating food is too picky
just say what want to say
selfish
repetitive force
and intolerance.

nevertheless
i live in peace

the reason:
with old parents in the 90's
under the May sun
hanging the laundry
sharing the happy conversation
even in the COVID-19 pandemic.
Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
abandoned by the bank
one branch of the Lucky Tree
brought home
and
divided it into three parts
and then
filled three glass jars with clean water
and stuck them one by one
One day
Two days
Three days
one week
A month later
as luck
at the very top
sprouted from the top
again
A few days passed and
I was surprised
the center of the stem was hollowed out
And then
little by little,
it was becoming a leaf.
Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
mother married
at the age of 19
lived for 70 years
father was a very strong
he took care of all the money
he dealt with bad people
he was a teacher and a farmer
for my mother
as the years passed
my father became unable to do
any work for himself
he asked her
to untie his hands and feet
to free
my mother didn't listen to my father's pleas
to stay with him
until the end.
Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
Pablo
who has been without
friends for decades
a city officer
told me
“Behind the parking lot
The tree is old and
and the leaves are causing
a nuisance to the neighborhood
we don't know when it's going to fall
we need to cut it down now"
I said, "he lives in New York"
But Pablo always saying
“Not today...not today
It has been years."
Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
660
the breath of the forest is in their fallen leaves.
Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
Winter builds spring
Winter nurtures summer
Winter cures falling
Winter burns itself pure(
White).
Yonah Jeong Aug 2024
I see the forest of the trees
I walk through the park
with the homeless birds

In the distance
a park forest path: snake's tailing
at the crawling night

Will it rain?
Will time stop?
Will it wind.
Will space disappear?

I hug the leaves that tickle me
clean and warm
This winter night is dawning.
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