Somewhere Near Daegu, 1972

When I was a girl

I saw a mother carry her baby

bundled under bare arms

Cold from the autumn rain

she steps under the neon sign 

the smell of sesame oil

heavy in the air 

The old man pushes his cart 

and grins

as if he knows how the story ends

***

I once believed 

everything was true 

The angels sang from heaven

and dust

fell 

from the black 

sky 

A daughterless country 

lost inside the 38th parallel 

And I wondered whose side I’m on

***

Last night I had a dream

a mother was riding her bike 

across a dirt field 

her daughter holding 

on to long black hair 

slick from the warm heat 

The mother hears a distant cry

like so many times before

ancestors 

calling her home