Sonnet
Cathy Park Hong’s ‘Sonnet’ is not a conventional poem having fourteen lines or a specific structure. This piece is filled with images that collectively tap on the theme of suffering.
I dip larks in red ink & watch them flock
into a wimpling sun of thread vesseled blood.
A world apart not among men, though when I wake,
Iโm smeared with my bunkmateโs hocking sputum.