Poem: Holidays & Loss

Bian Jingzhao-Snow Plum and Twin Cranes

Alone in a strange land, and I a stranger,
Come holidays my thoughts of home renew.
In my mind’s eye, my brothers climb the hill,
Adorned with dogwood – but there’s one too few.

Wang Wei

2 thoughts on “Poem: Holidays & Loss

  1. KDJames says:

    Such a simple, yet eloquent, expression of loneliness and loss. Gorgeous writing.

    I’m sorry there’s one fewer climbing that hill, and that the holidays won’t be too difficult because of it. I’ve been spending a lot of time escaping into fiction, both reading and writing, as a way to deal with . . . everything.

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