Poetry, Flash Fiction, Songs

Below is a poem from Ted Kooser’s poetry website. Living in another country causes a special type of homesickness/heartache.

Li-Young Lee

Li-Young Lee

I Ask My Mother to Sing by Li-Young Lee (Bio)

She begins, and my grandmother joins her.
Mother and daughter sing like young girls.
If my father were alive, he would play
his accordion and sway like a boat.

I’ve never been in Peking, or the Summer Palace,
nor stood on the great Stone Boat to watch
the rain begin on Kuen Ming Lake, the picnickers
running away in the grass.

But I love to hear it sung;
how the waterlilies fill with rain until
they overturn, spilling water into water,
then rock back, and fill with more.

Both women have begun to cry.
But neither stops her song.

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