Chu Shu Chen

i think of you daily
while you are gone.
the dogwood is in bloom
and sometimes a violet shooting star
is crushed beneath the heavy
black nun's shoes that i wear.
the forest is still the forest.
i am still here.
i think of you daily,

and if it then seems sometimes
that i am a great burden to you
please remember that
in this flowering springtime
when the woods are alive
with two of a kind,
the blossoming dogwood
is a great burden to me.

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-sister species of crow, o.c.
-24 april 1984