Submissions by yonahjeong0- (Yonah Jeong)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The Islands Are Not Lonely, Yonah Jeong, Austin Macauley Publishers, 28th April, 2023.
Curves and straight lines
Curves are long and slow,
straight lines are close and fast
On a straight line, there is a past,
On a curve is the future
Where curves and straight lines meet
there is the present.
straight lines are close and fast
On a straight line, there is a past,
On a curve is the future
Where curves and straight lines meet
there is the present.
#love
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621
There is no present that is failing.
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614
Like a thief's friend, Lover shares pain.
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618
To restore the original state, That is life.
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about Tunnel
about Tunnel 1
The longer the tunnel,
The more dazzling
Outside the tunnel.
about Tunnel 2
the inside of the tunnel
is dark
no matter how
bright the lights are.
about Tunnel 3
No matter how long
a tunnel is
there must be an end.
Yonah Jeong
The longer the tunnel,
The more dazzling
Outside the tunnel.
about Tunnel 2
the inside of the tunnel
is dark
no matter how
bright the lights are.
about Tunnel 3
No matter how long
a tunnel is
there must be an end.
Yonah Jeong
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love potion
If I love my neighbors,
I love you
If I love you,
I love my neighbors.
I love you
If I love you,
I love my neighbors.
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607
Give so that no one knows what you are giving BUT let all know the fruits.
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poetry's life
It doesn't want to live with poets
It wants to live with readers.
It wants to live with readers.
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601
Do not save imitations, consume for one creation.
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at the park
When look at the trees
eyes are washed
When take a deep breath
lungs are cleaned
If walk
feet are washed
When hear birdsong
ears are washed
When say hello
mind is cleansed
When talk talk
mouth is washed
So in the park
Time is washed away.
eyes are washed
When take a deep breath
lungs are cleaned
If walk
feet are washed
When hear birdsong
ears are washed
When say hello
mind is cleansed
When talk talk
mouth is washed
So in the park
Time is washed away.
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The pinnacle of art
Five-year-old May,
just starting to escape Autism,
comes to my side,
taps fingers on the aluminum trash can
next to old desk,
looks at me,
smiles,
and May says,
"DRUM".
just starting to escape Autism,
comes to my side,
taps fingers on the aluminum trash can
next to old desk,
looks at me,
smiles,
and May says,
"DRUM".
#love
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critical Feedback
The real you are different
Alive in people's lives
Colors of chaos,
Chaotic Orbit,
Through the chaotic streets
When you are invited to a party of their own villainous
The real you are
Alive in the sound of their laughter
Doubt?
Is that really the case?
Under the Butcher's Blade
In the sound of their breath with their eyes closed,
Are you alive?
Become their breath and tell their story
Let's come out into the world
Your untrue life
In their FROZEN tears
It is flowing.
Alive in people's lives
Colors of chaos,
Chaotic Orbit,
Through the chaotic streets
When you are invited to a party of their own villainous
The real you are
Alive in the sound of their laughter
Doubt?
Is that really the case?
Under the Butcher's Blade
In the sound of their breath with their eyes closed,
Are you alive?
Become their breath and tell their story
Let's come out into the world
Your untrue life
In their FROZEN tears
It is flowing.
#love
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