Author Archives: Eugenia Chang

6 Chang Eugenia

Walking through Back Bay Fens Sunday afternoon Half-frozen lake— The ducks navigate the Emerald Necklace. pic Like the buck’s antlers, we point in slightly different directions, my friend (Basho, 70) Basho wrote this poem as he was saying goodbye to … Continue reading

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2 Chang Eugenia

Walking on the beach Saturday night in Cape Cod The tide can’t reach A stone on the shore— Smooth, half-buried. Dry and withered like these winter reeds have we become While waiting for you here. No longer shall we crave … Continue reading

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