THE PATH
I saw a man
striding along gold,
he was dusted
with curiosity,
a purple glow emitting
from his cheekbones.
And when I stirred,
he was silent.
I wondered what
made him so,
for I was only
perched on a branch,
flicking debris off my wings.
And at dawn,
he slept,
slipping away like owls.
—from 2016 Rattle Young Poets Anthology
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Why do you like to write poetry?
Shenu Kathymoon: “I like poetry because it’s the one form where I can choose the right words to describe how I feel without bluff. It’s a tool I can use for my honest, artistic expression.”
