Under The Sun Poem by Chen-ou Liu

Under The Sun



New Year's drink
our yellow streams cross
each other's

'Son, now you're a man, ' Father says coldly. Something strange…something I can't articulate in his eyes. A gaze I will carry with me always.

the moon floats
from one glass
to another…


Haibun Winner,2012 Great Big Little Poems Contest

Monday, July 9, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: father,son
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