By Kanani
It was time.
Overdue,
Time to relinquish
The need, to cede
The power to those guarding
A lifeless rock from a surging sea.
Let them be.
The jump was easy, the ride less so
--I was a speck
in an uncertain sea
no fight, just ragged fear
landing tiredly
on a distant shore.
On foggy mornings,
feeding the koi, feeling the beat of wild
parrots lifting their wings,
the outline of the rock appears.
Hush...think of those still living
on their lifeless rock.
Let them be.
2007
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The Kitchen Dispatch: A Literary Approach To Waiting During War
Poetry by Kanani Fong
A Single Soul Left On Shore
I can't remember from where poetry came, a jumble of words and images, a feeling, the beat of a rhythm, a chord of dissonance. Sorting and sifting, until the words were in some sort of order, I ironed them out like a rumpled sheet straight off the line.
And so it appeared, a poem.
A Servant Of Words
Kanani lives in Southern California. She threw in the towel and succumbed to fooling with words after trying to avoid doing so for forty-odd years. She has completed the MS "Deep River," a literary fiction work of a woman's struggle to overcome tragedy and scandal in order to save the last piece of pristine wilderness on the California Delta.
She edits big things for people. Sometimes they love her. She loves them back when they listen and pay her on time.
The Review On My Poem "Alphabet Prayer"
"This poem must be seen by everyone, young and old."
Writer, Teacher, Author, Garlic Expert and
Author of one of my favorite books, Symptoms of Terminal Passion
Available through El Leon Literary Arts (a wonderful small publishing house)
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