A Lonely Business Poem by Chen-ou Liu

A Lonely Business



A Tanka Prose


I've pursued my poem throughout the night. The soft patter of rain tapping on the window. I gaze upon the ellipses at the end of the poem; they speak of falling into spaces untold, unknown, and strike me with their longing...

in the sky
a scribble of swallows -
as if
writing keeps me
away from myself

Wednesday, March 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,writing
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