I want to memorize your face,
let it sink
into my body
like rain seeps into earth.
Your roots cannot survive this soil;
how can I explain?
The heart that used to pump my blood
goes with you—
please accept so small a gift.
How will the longan tree bear fruit?
Sweet food has lost its taste,
monsoon mocks my weeping.
Rice fields keep me busy,
my hands find much to do.
Lemongrass and fish sauce
have found some flavor;
memory lights a candle
where my heart was.
Behind the leaves of dragon’s eye,
sometimes I think I see...
In mangoes as they ripen,
in clouds that form and disappear,
in a corner, by the candle:
Is that soil good for you?
grown deep, your branches green
and filled with laughing?
Do you hear the leafbird’s many calls,
know that I have not forgotten?
is a poet, a licensed marriage and family therapist, and the editor of Spirit Fire Review. Her poetry is found in Nostos, Unlost Journal, MacQueen’s Quinterly, Clamor 2021, Black Bough’s Christmas & Winter Edition, and in several anthologies. Cindy lives in Southern California with her husband and their children.
Gunnysack, cherita sequence by Cindy Bousquet Harris,
a semi-finalist in MacQ’s Magician Ekphrastic Writing Challenge
(Issue 3, May 2020)