Pui Ying Wong was born in Hong Kong. Her new collection of poetry, The Feast is forthcoming from MadHat Press in 2021. She is the author of two full-length books of poetry: An Emigrant’s Winter (Glass Lyre Press, 2016) and Yellow Plum Season (New York Quarterly Books, 2010)—along with two chapbooks. She has received a Pushcart Prize. Her poems have appeared in New Letters, Ploughshares, Plume Poetry, Prairie Schooner, and Zone 3, among others. She lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts with her husband, the poet Tim Suermondt.
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Here’s the river I stepped in more than twice.//
I can’t see them but I know the boats/
are going by in the sturdy fog...
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where the paint almost undone /
by humidity and time /
was blistering /
like a tropical illness.
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