Li-Young Lee


Li-Young Lee Poems

1. A Story 1/13/2003
2. Arise, Go Down 3/11/2015
3. Braiding 1/13/2003
4. Dreaming Of Hair 1/13/2003
5. Early In The Morning 1/13/2003
6. Eating Alone 1/13/2003
7. Eating Together 1/13/2003
8. For A New Citizen Of These United States 1/13/2003
9. From Blossoms 1/13/2003
10. I Ask My Mother To Sing 1/13/2003
11. My Indigo 1/13/2003
12. Nativity 1/13/2003
13. One Heart 2/19/2015
14. Out Of Hiding 1/13/2003
15. Pillow 7/21/2006
16. The City In Which I Loved You 1/13/2003
17. The Father's House 1/13/2003
18. The Gift 1/13/2003
19. The Hammock 1/24/2015
20. The Sacrifice 1/13/2003
21. This Hour And What Is Dead 1/13/2003
22. This Room And Everything In It 1/13/2003
23. Visions And Interpretations 1/13/2003
24. With Ruins 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Li-Young Lee

From Blossoms

From blossoms comes
this brown paper bag of peaches
we bought from the joy
at the bend in the road where we turned toward
signs painted Peaches.

From laden boughs, from hands,
from sweet fellowship in the bins,
comes nectar at the roadside, succulent
peaches we devour, dusty skin and all,
comes the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat.

O, to take what we love inside,
to carry within us an orchard, to eat
not only the skin, but the shade,
not only the sugar, but the days, to hold
the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into
the ...

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I Ask My Mother To Sing

She begins, and my grandmother joins her.
Mother and daughter sing like young girls.
If my father were alive, he would play
his accordion and sway like a boat.

I've never been in Peking, or the Summer Palace,
nor stood on the great Stone Boat to watch
the rain begin on Kuen Ming Lake, the picnickers
running away in the grass.

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