Irene Eng The Kibbitzer

I know I look like a sucker or dumber, I get sold all the time.  My chrysanthemum ran out, so I went in to buy in this store.  A middle aged woman jumped at me, asking what do I need, and for self use or gift.  “This is the best” She handed me a [...]

The skin-deep chill
The falling leaves
The crispy air
The cerulean blue sky
Comes the lean and fresh autumn
My favored season
After the sultry, indolent summer
It is still pretty young at the moment
深秋 is perhaps not exactly right
But never mind. 
Rain had pounded on this corner of the earth mercilessly yesterday
It washed off the dust,
The dirt,
And the sin ..
The [...]