Bory Thach was born in a refugee camp located on the border between Thailand and Cambodia. His family immigrated to the United States when he was four years old. He served in the U.S. Army and deployed to Iraq in support of Operation Iraqi Freedom. He has an MFA from California State University San Bernardino. Fiction and creative nonfiction fall under the art of storytelling, while poetry for him is more of a study of language, an art form in itself. His work appeared or is forthcoming in: Pacific Review, Urban Ivy, Arteidolia, and Sand Canyon Review.
UNCHANGED
Dear Wanderer,
The past comes back, gathering like a flower
Withered wishes. It’s amazing how sea, sky
Share the same color. I watch you fly
Up into that seafloor,
So endlessly wide and eternal.
We reach the flooded sky—
Widespread wings.
Love unchanged. My tears flow back to you.
As burning incense turns to snow, and lightning
Bolts dance in our palms.
One yields a lotus
The other a red string.
Dear Wanderer,
The past comes back, gathering like a flower
Withered wishes. It’s amazing how sea, sky
Share the same color. I watch you fly
Up into that seafloor,
So endlessly wide and eternal.
We reach the flooded sky—
Widespread wings.
Love unchanged. My tears flow back to you.
As burning incense turns to snow, and lightning
Bolts dance in our palms.
One yields a lotus
The other a red string.
© 2020
Bory Thach
Bory Thach was a Featured Poet at the March 2020 Second Sunday Poetry Series
Bory Thach was a Featured Poet at the March 2020 Second Sunday Poetry Series