Poetry – “Komorebi”

 

trees

 

 

Komorebi // by Jennifer Patino

 

So pretty…

the sunlight filtering through the trees…

 

Not for me,

I’m sorry,

A natural strobe light

is still a strobe light

 

I am photosensitive,

I hide my eyes on long car rides,

I can’t be around certain tones,

high-pitched, or rapid beeps

 

I am a nuisance,

I am nauseated

 

In the golden glare,

I see figures of old

wrapped in electric auras

 

I hear an elysium of angels

chanting the original language

 

I think I hear you,

in a panic,

waiting for me to come to

 

 

5 thoughts on “Poetry – “Komorebi”

  1. I’m overwhelmed by the impact of your gifted use of words and the powerful content in your poetry: where to start on comments after I have a chance to recover?… “I hear an elysium of angels chanting the original language”… OMG! That’s seared in my mind’s eye for like ever… Simply sensational writing. You have earned my respect. (Insert bow-down emoji if I weren’t on my laptop.)

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