Espresso Proust

by Lei Kim

CW: mention of death, cremation

When the heat in the cremation oven 

shut your body, you left 

the least of you;

my dear, black as Espresso Proust,

black is you.


Looking at the interjection,

a stray cat’s ears 

twitched for the headlights

groping every moment, non-stop;

moment, deep as Espresso Proust,

black is the moment yet to reach.


Each time it came back 

                      as a different raindrop,

               a different drought,

          a different night.

Unlock the door, now unbutton your shirt;

lost time, bittersour as Espresso Proust,

black is the golden froth of time.


Once, I saw a drop of ocean,

one side of its surface tilted 

by a flock of loons, the spiral wings of a typhoon

reach out to the continent;

a drop, dark as Espresso Proust,

black is every drop.

Lei Kim is a poet and translator living in Korea. Her work has been published in Visual Verse. She received the Modern Korean Literature Translation Award and translated Lee Jangwook’s poetry collection, Request Line at Noon (Codhill Press, 2016)