At any momentTurn a cornerOpen your eyesSwitch on a lightHe’s hereYou recognize himComing to you without greetingA pause at the … More
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Direction
What happened to my compassI had it when I was a cub scoutLearning about directionsStuck in a drawer somewhereI hunt … More
Fish
Fish Squatting at the pond’s edge, he held a small fishnet in his hand. He could smell the familiar slight … More
Echoes
Climbing Yellow MountainWe take our turnsShout outThis place famous for echoesHow long will our “Hello”sLast?I manageA solid bellowVoice of an … More
Unquieting Quiet
Quiet melodyA gentle mind daydreamingImagines pleasant lives picturedCut into silent stone definedChiseled shapes of unheard soundMolded solid that the waking … More
What Future?
We’re in the middle of our meeting, drinking coffee at Starbucks. “Hold up your right hand,” she says. I do. … More
Enclosure
There is no living with us nowWhen we’re all boxedInside like thisThe walls closing outsideAnd each of us butting headsAgainst … More
Just Before Dawn
They came this morning. It was a gray day, the sun hidden by dense clouds. It’s a scene right out of … More
Easy Money
The way the old woman stared at him, it was as if she was looking right through him. Like she couldn’t … More
Night Visits
The night opens my eyesAnd awake will see into the darknessIt’s not that kindSo solid it’s like beingConfined in a … More
Life Cycle
When I was a kid in HonoluluEvery funeral in town it seemedInvolved a huge motorcadeThat moved by in slow motion … More
How did this cliché become a cliché?
If you’ve ever said that X is/was refreshingAnd you meant it seriouslyI wasn’t there to hear itAnd don’t actually know … More
He Wove Magic
He fought as a flyweight in his Wisconsin college daysSkinny, yes, but a vicious tacticianGrowing up on Kaua‘i, his nickname … More
Finding Home
He’d buried happy moments of the past back to the beginning, and then, very near the end, he followed the … More
Eating Chinese
It was with great sadness that I learned my beloved Pauoa Chop Suey has closed down. In memoriam, I’ve compiled a … More
33: Surprise
Alice Apana had not been reassured of her husband’s safety by any words Chan had spoken to convince her. Now, in … More
Je ne suis plus jaloux
May we – you surely – dance eternallyAnkle and back injuries aside now certainlyRecall our lopsided disco twosomeInevitable one-sided show … More
24: Where There’s Smoke
“Lieutenant Chan, get up!” Chan opened his eyes. His head throbbed. The air was filled with mist. He had difficulty seeing who was … More
18: What We Pass On to Our Children
By the time they reached his home in Pacific Heights, Chan was sweating and feeling light-headed. Hank Lee offered a supporting … More
Love Remains
Articulate toes curlicue venerable sandsMurmur maker, birdsong, youArtistic swirl of bone mixed stone patternsFingers play circles on chicken skinPush time … More
Lanning Lee 