Land Of The Free Poem by Chen-ou Liu

Land Of The Free

a tanka set

early leaf fall...
I drift where the thoughts
of my exile life
take me today [ten years
and an ocean apart]

in dim light
I'm just a temp in the attic
waiting alone
for another gig...
chants from afar of 'USA! '

Monday, November 11, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: life,ocean
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