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My Dad

November 29, 2022
By Anonymous

My dad jumps and dances loudly in the kitchen; I sit and watch.

My dad asks me to play catch with a soft breeze; I am too busy. 

My dad says “I could be gone soon.” Regret form tears that flood my blind eyes.  


The author's comments:

This is written in a Korean poetic form called sijo.


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