SEPTEMBER/OCTOBER 2013: POETRY by David Cho These are the days stretched long. The weeks when darkness sets, then the rain, the falling leaves, frost, the early morning light. These are the days when light breaks, holding the night, and turning leaves red. These are the long days, the ladybugs making their final turn, flurry of red wings, scissoring in procession upwards. Let not a young child bottle their journey; let their migration up trees, up wind be longer. Let not…
David ChoSeptember 1, 2013