This poem is taken from PN Review 187, Volume 35 Number 5, May - June 2009.
Two Poems
Family Trees
China
There are no aunts or brothers or sisters here;
we do not branch, we run on lines and wires
instead, a linear life, selfless and fierce.
Relieved of tributary roles, siblings, each
of us streaming like rain, drawn along vines
in the same direction. And in cold seasons
...
China
There are no aunts or brothers or sisters here;
we do not branch, we run on lines and wires
instead, a linear life, selfless and fierce.
Relieved of tributary roles, siblings, each
of us streaming like rain, drawn along vines
in the same direction. And in cold seasons
...
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