What Stays And What Remains? Poem by Chen-ou Liu

What Stays And What Remains?



A Haibun

Alone in the attic. On the desk, her farewell note stained with coffee.

"What matters isn't the fact of dying or when you die. It's what you're doing at that precise moment - I'm ready to be loved."

winter drizzle...
my smoke rings
drifting

Thursday, May 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death,love,winter
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