Tagged: poetry

I am already a black belt

I am already a black belt. I was a black belt the first time I donned the dobok. This blue di: the very small part I’ve chipped away metal memories sulfur pain customs like salt on my tongue encrustations Now...

Big Falls Are My Jam

I love falling. Not the trip-on-the-cat falling or the biff-on-the-ice falling, but oh, you know, getting swept up and/or tossed into the air by my trusty Hapkido partner.  One moment I’m sure-footed, the next I’m tipping. Shortly thereafter my feet...

I Don’t Need a Photo to Remember

They say you should take photos Document your life Look back at them someday And remember. But I don’t need a photo to remember One of the best nights of my life A 16-year-old butterfly in the last stages of...

[Link] Poetry: Martial Arts & The Bully by Lisa Sargese

Lisa Sargese presents a narrative piece of poetry about her experience being bullied in 7th grade and how important karate became in understanding that experience.  It’s clear, honest, and both easy and hard to read at the same time. Excerpt,...