I buried my father in my heart. Now he grows in me, my strange son, my little root who won’t drink milk, little pale foot sunk in unheard-of night, little clock spring newly wetin the fire, little grape, parent to the future wine, a son the fruit of his own son, little father I ransom with my life LiYoung Lee
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More Quotes By LiYoung Lee
  1. We suffer each other to have each other a while.
  2. A bruise, bluein the muscle, youimpinge upon me. As bone hugs the ache home, so I'm vexed to love you, your bodythe shape of returns, your hair a torsoof light, your heat I must have, your opening I'd eat, each momentof that soft-finned fruit, inverted...
  3. I am that last, thatfinal thing, the bodyin a white sheet listening,
  4. A door jumpsout from shadows, then jumps away. Thisis what I've come to find:the back door, unlatched. Tooled by insular wind, itslams and slamswithout meaningto and without meaning.
  5. My tongue remembers your wounded flavor. The vein in my neckadores you. A swordstands up between my hips, my hidden fleece sends forth its scent of human oil.
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