Poetry Corner
Is
Spring really here, or is it only a dream?
Since
I learned how to smile, I’ve waited for Spring.
Through
thirty years of vagabond life,
I’ve
heard Spring would free my shackled heart.
I
know Spring rushes once it’s come
with
its liqueurs to fill souls to brimming.
But
oh what wretched, endless grief
this
strange and frigid Spring imparts!
Spring
sometimes idles as it comes,
then
runs with no promise of returning.
Still,
I pray and nourish faith
that
Spring will return, smiles will set root.
I
drink to Spring in these darkest times;
I
chant my rhymes of hopeless waiting.
Spring,
do you know? Oh what dreams I waste
on
the buds of Love and Joy you’ve lost!
(Silver
Spring, Jan. 23, 1981)
Vinh
Liem
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