Summer Retreating

The Sun’s Power

Recedes

my body contracts

Wise to the oncoming Chill

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Birds Gather

the Smell of thirsty leaves

books and classroom doors

the Sound of Bells,

distant Now

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One more year

One more groove

in my palm

many more grey filaments

Connecting me Forward

And Back

to so much Time

Walking this Earth

Be it Half a blink

In the Span of this Spinning planet

All the same,

 Crickets

Mindlessly pursue their rubbing

Now to keep Warm

until overpowered,

they Drop

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Photograph by Nick Zungoli

Photograph by Nick Zungoli

When You Leave

yaron B&W

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When you Leave

we enter a state

of Suspension,

lasts the length

of your Absence

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waiting

we Sway

in the wake

of your Departure

whisper one to another

in a crescendo of utterances,

fall quiet on hearing your name

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warmth of three hearts

Beating

three souls

Echoing

through the current

of each beat

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deftly

we summon Patience

as we Float

in our Limbo

awaiting your Return

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The Chosun Moment

The Moment the world

as you know it

 Shifts

Slips onto a parallel path

oddly Arduous

yet so Enriched

teaches the intense

Fulfillment of Perseverance

at the heart of adversity

And if Chosen

Humility

in the face

of ever-changing

Constancy

Revealing

our infinitesimal place

in Life’s Design

The Challenge

Of Being

Here, Now

So close And so far

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stepping onto the dojang floor

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 The Moment of Agency

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The Chosun Moment