Li-Young Lee: A Reflection on "Persimmons"

Every time a read this poem, I find myself liking it more and more. the simple, yet beautiful language, the surprisingly vivid details, the way the speaker takes the reader by the hand and leads them down a path of the speaker's own subconcious is quite remarkable. I have often found myself questioning the order that the poem is structured in. Sometimes it seems as if it is not in the right order; but, then again, maybe to Lee it is. And in a poem like this, written in the way that it is, it need only make sense to Lee. The reader is a guest in this poem, and it is as if Lee is speaking aloud without the knowledge that anybody else is listening. The father in the poem is by far the most remarkable character, however he deserves his own blog post, and will appear in another reflection on Lee's works.