Poems from Jose sarang
An old, faded map of my country hanged on the wall.Head high.Wings open wide ..
I see the slim rivers ,The faded streams the naked hills ,...
He strips He strips me naked Strips my filmy pink Strips me in the daylight Strips my skin And cutInto two Three Four 56And wipe the tears ...
Still I dance ,I bear the cries in the tide , and the faded moon in the night .Still I dance ..I bear the leaves fallen in my heart ,and I...
I have never seen a dead wrapped in black .I have never seen...
When my dad died,He was bathed in the river of tears with chanting hands ,...
Daughter ,You are, An arrow wrapped in shame.
The last song of a bird wounded in the forest fire .A song composed with silence .A seed...