My Instinct to Appreciate
In a paradigm where
I long to be more Asian
You teach me the universal language
Of doing what you love
And I’m a frugal amateur
At best, I’m a tweeting imitator
In the sense of how I long
To translate the ecstasy
Of mere words, on the panels
Of myriad forms of self-expression
You have no idea, of the intricacy
Of how much empathy
Is in an audience
In the inspirational power
Of a red brand, of a Korean song
On the lips of an American
Living the dream, sharing a voice
The surreal narrative of daughters
You’re the new world, you’re
The future of art, and it’s strange
That our whispers can be heard
Above the masses
It’s unusual how identity
Is transported in poetics
Poems that are evidence
Of the purity, of the wonder.
it lives
~ EJ Koh, in my humble opinion, is a modern-day princess of Asian-American Lit.
Wuji Seshat 