Two Brothers
- Two Brothers
“Stubborn text, but I love the myths,” I said.You told me my faith is like a baby’s,and a bad influence on the rest of our Bible group.I said, “Dear brother, you are a baby badger.”
When a picture of the doomed MH 17was posted on Facebookby an on-board passenger, he wrote,“If the plane disappears, I am here.”
You said, “Hope he was a believer. Otherwiseit’ll be hard for God to find him in the smoking baggage.”That evening the World Cup was on TV, both benchesfrantically making the sign of the cross on their chests.
At midnight, the moon was on my foot,my foot looked like a marble sculptureof St Paul walking to Damascusunder the moonlight.
You said, “I’m a son of a bitch. When called to go east,I go west. But I believe the Book of Jonah.”So I said, “Why not wipe the smirk off your face beforesaying that?”
“God’s given you everything you wanted on earth,”you said. “If the gate to Heaven opens tomorrow,would you go?”I said, “Nope.”
Angelic yawp! My daughter was furious to findher baby barefoot in the street, holding a dandelion.I did promise I’d watch him. When he handed methe dandelion, I was a sudden angel. [End Page 176]
Hee-June Choi has published three poetry books in Korea while living in the US. His work has appeared in Korean poetry magazines and journals since the late 1990s, and in the JoongAng Daily, a top-three newspaper by circulation, in Korea. His work has been published in the 2014-16 editions of the Red Wheelbarrow and volumes six and eight of The American Journal of Poetry.
