Ten Years After Poem by Chen-ou Liu
Ten Years After
A Haibun
Bathed in winter sunlight, Father sits on the front porch stairs. A wooden cane between his knees, hand over hand, resting on the handle.
white streaks
in my hair and beard
first homecoming
I ask Father, 'How have you been these years? ' I immediately regret my stupid question. Without answering, Father looks deep into my eyes... a smile emerges at the corners of his mouth.
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