When I’m here, I love the taste and smell of garlic more than usualWill chew it even in the morning, … More
Author: Lanning Lee
Jogyesa Temple, Insadong, Seoul 10.22.24
Before breakfast, I cross the street outside my hotelTo visit the Jogyesa Buddhist Temple People of all ages and economic … More
The Same Language
It’s good to be back in KoreaA third time as charming as the firstLet the magic beginIn the fatherland I’m … More
Ode To Housework
Here’s to the broom, the mop, and the spongesThe cloths, the sprays, and the toilet bowl brushesTools of the exercise … More
In Line
So true, how you always seem to chooseThe slowest register line in the grocery store(It even applies now to self-checkout … More
Sanity/Insanity
Reached that crossroads where you have to stop and wonderWhat mightn’t be a turning point or which may indeedDebating about … More
Ultimate
Ultimate Dave — he gave himself that name — is bragging again. “I’m the king of ultimate frisbee,” he proclaims, … More
Ode To Winter
The first time I came home for a Christmas breakHaving endured a frigid Midwest fall semesterThe coldest on record, my … More
The Circle
We all face each otherThe sun going downNot as wide a circle as it used to beNowadays a bit windedThe … More
Sunset
I have to be on a south side beach to experience the glory of a Hawai‘i sunsetAn unobstructed view between … More
Hard Paths
The hardest path is sometimes the shortestTruth to be told or a falsehood to concealHeavy heart and conscience plaguedIn either … More
The Getaway
When I look back, over my shoulder, I see ours had to be the sort of loveThat must be transitory, … More
Word Picture
The urge of whirling stars told me sleepingI should write about you today but I only seeA coursing down of … More
Midwestern Return
With the windows up it’s so quietThe dead and I can only hear the engine humThe AC pump purring its … More
That Unkind of Call
When people still had landline telephonesSometimes I wanted to throw mine out the windowThe last time we talked, he told … More
Counting Back to Korean
There aren’t too many stars to countIf you believe in where you’re goingThe exercise of flying back to SeoulTallying suns … More
To Books Never Read
The shelves, like his mind, are stuffed with booksAnd there are piles of them, neatly stackedOn tables throughout the houseMore … More
Dear Reader, this is stuff that’s dry and boring
If you’re searching for some deeper meaning in this poemDon’t bother, Dear Reader, everything’s right here on the surfaceLike the … More
Dirt
This morning, running the vacuum in the living roomThe face of an old flame popped into my headAnd for a … More
Groove
You pause a beat from being yourselfTake a sharp breath as you put you on holdLift the needle that vibrates … More
