Today's excerpt is from the first poem that I wrote based on this photo. It started off as a poem merely about trying to eat with chopsticks and after the last line quoted here, digressed into a poem more about the whole Korean culture and how difficult it is to understand and immerse oneself in.



Fingers dancing,
Clumsily holding
Thin metal sticks
That clink together noiselessly
As I miss what I am trying to grasp.