Poems by Li-Young Lee
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Little Father
... in the fire, little grape, parent to the future ...
Eating Together
... We shall eat it with rice for lunch, ...
A Hymn to Childhood
... Look! In run the servants screaming, the soldiers shouting, ...
Immigrant Blues
... called “Patterns of Love in Peoples of Diaspora,&rdquo ...
The Gift
... I watched his lovely face and not the blade ...
Nocturne
... Sometimes faint, far, then suddenly, close, just ...
Little Ache
... Pocket Dictionary Full of Words in Another Language ...
Have You Prayed?
... s left over is trimmed and leavened to make the bread ...
Secret Life
... Flowers seem to a boy, who doesn't know better, like the winged, ...
Persimmons
... Once, in the cellar, I found two wrapped in newspaper, ...
This Hour and What Is Dead
... Does he remember his earth, his birthplace set to torches ...
From Blossoms
... the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into ...
The Cleaving
... varying the rhythm of his current confession or harangue, ...
Early in the Morning
... For half a hundred years she has done this ...
This Room and Everything in It
... when I’ll need what I know so clearly this moment ...
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