The Way of The Stars

Has everything been well with you? 

I’ve been well.

While following the way of the stars in the night sky,

I thought of you.

I didn’t know...

You said that you like the stars in the night sky,

So I just colored the sky dark.

I didn’t know it would make your star disappear.

I kept on waiting,

But I couldn’t find a way to you...

Has everything been well with you?

I’ve been well.

(Translated poem of Yang SeHyeong, MITH)

The Vacuum (for Ayderrah, February 2021)

 

The Vacuum

When teacher recites the poems for her dad,

I can't help but feel the vacuum inside her heart...

And why not? I, too, have that hole.

The difference is mine is more hollow,

more concealed.

I, too, have that hole

Deep inside the crevice of my heart and soul,

For that figure that I have lost in the distant past.

Teacher is lucky, she knew his face;

Teacher is lucky, he appeared in her dreams.

How unfortunate I am!

I never had dreams about him,

For that figure disappeared in the vacuum,

And that vacuum has taken all the memories.

The vacuum is forever empty...

Forever yearning,

Forever dreaming,

Forever wishing that vacuum has never taken the figure...

Teacher is lucky, she has the vacuum inside her heart...

Teacher is lucky, she knew what was there even before it existed.

How unfortunate I am!

For the vacuum is just a mere vacuum...

A receptacle of things that I have not.

Teacher said she is daddy's girl.

For crying out loud,

I am my daddy's girl!

But nobody knows that.

And no one will ever know...

The things that I have been hiding,

The things that I have not been showing.

They will always be there... in--

The vacuum.

(For Ayderrah, February 2021)

(Pedestrian in Sharah Khalifa, Al Ain City. Author's own snap)

The Bird on the Crossroad

Why did the bird cross the road?
To get to the other side.

Things were not easy for the bird at first. 
It had to struggle to learn how to fly.
And when it learned how to, it has flown over the vast plains.
It has flown over a thousand fields and heaps of dates and its trees and farms,
over a thousand streaks and glimmer of the desert mountain peaks.
The bird has enjoyed soaring till it wondered—
what could be there and what could be done
if it gets down and stands on the crossroad.
Half-thinking and half-wishing there is more than being caught standing on the zebra of uncertainty.
It could be what it has anticipated.
It could be what is has long dreaded.
It could be just another vast plain, 
with fields and heaps of dates and its trees and farms, with streaks and glimmer of the desert mountain peaks.

So why did the bird decide to cross the road?
It won’t know. It just knows it needs to cross it.

©️JamooliLuV•Al Ain City•13.7.2020

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Skip Counting by 5

LOOK BEYOND. August 2019, Paris, France

5-10-15
Who knew that I could hate
counting by 5s?

5-10-15
Math was my least favorite.
How I hated it!

5-10-15
And now I hate it more!
I wish there was no way to skip count by 5...

5-10-15
I wish there was a way to skip...

That day,
That date.

5-10-15
T’was the day that
I lost you.

I'm a Child of the Sea

RIPPLES. April 2019, Louvre Abu Dhabi

I’m a child of the sea—
You really don’t know it

when your parents are alive;

But every place becomes memorable

after they pass away.

I’m a child of the sea—

My life was anchored

to my Dad’s dedication;

Just as his life 

was anchored

to our dependence.

I’m a child of the sea—

I have a lot of regrets,

and if God will grant me

one wish, it is going

to be about my Dad.

I’m a child of the sea—

They say that time heals

all wounds.

I guess it’s not true.

The feeling of loss 

for my Dad is like a ship

that will never dock.

Fruits and Blooms

FRUITS AND BLOOMS. April 2019, The Frame Dubai

The fruits and blooms that surround me remind me of the bountiful blessings that I have been receiving in recent years. I especially thank God for giving me a stable career that is highly-cherished, admired, and respected, and can make me earn several times more than I could be getting in my home country.
“I may not have everything I want, but I have everything I need.” And maybe much more than that because of the things and opportunities that have been making my life a bit more lavish and convenient, compared to my contemporaries. I thank God for my Son who has been constantly making me proud, despite my very minimal presence and guidance. He is a consistent honor and a model student; I am far from being a model Mom. I thank God for my life-long partner. My husband may not be perfect, but he is perfect for me. He has saved me from loneliness and has always been my strength and motivator. I was orphaned quite early and that thought makes me feel sad periodically, but the presence of my husband and the solid support of my family members in my home country and across the globe fill whatever void and longing I have inside my heart for my Mom and Dad.

I certainly get upset and wronged too, you know, as I have some goals I feel I have to achieve, but my hands are tied; I feel rushed to strike when the iron is hot, but the sand in the hourglass is getting dissipated at such a fast rate--I am afraid I cannot keep up with it. And when things do not go my way, I just look at the fruits and blooms, and I smile with a grateful heart.