by Kiki Marlam, ETA ’20
the acquisition of my senses
Over the hills’ shoulders,
the honey orb dips
in the Geumosan Reservoir,
melting to brew an ambrosia tea.
Inhale. Pedal.
Breathing in the crisp breeze,
biking through the crunchy flecked soil.
Exhale; time and reason doze
to oblivion
But, the moment stumbles and wanes…
tripped up by the toasty scent of bungeoppangs
wafting in the air, awakening my appetite.
A coyly industrious ajhumma aproned in red
stokes the piscean breads in the corner stall ahead.
She understands the commercial topography well.
Nestled near the bus stop, here
a takeover of my moment is afoot.
The hungry scent charges forth
and my golden serene now forfeits.
Time stirs, and with my reason reformed,
I descend off the bike path, submitting to
the acquisition of my senses.
[Featured Photo by William Landers]