A Walking Shadow Poem by Chen-ou Liu
A Walking Shadow
A Tanka Prose
stage lights on...
my copy of 'Macbeth'
battered
and its cover spotted
as if by white molds
I start reciting in a hoarse voice, 'Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow...' In the back of my mind, I wonder if there is another tomorrow for a gentile like me in this promised land.
Friday, May 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: time,immigration,shadow
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