Author Peter H. Lee Red cliffs and emerald canyons enfold us like a painted screen.Stop the boat, stop the boat!What does it matter if I catch any fish or not?Chigukch'ong chigukch'ong osawa.In an empty boat, with straw cape and hat, I sit and my heart beats fast. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments