In the steamer is the trout 
seasoned with slivers of ginger, 
two sprigs of green onion, and sesame oil. 
We shall eat it with rice for lunch, 
brothers, sister, my mother who will  
taste the sweetest meat of the head, 
holding it between her fingers 
deftly, the way my father did 
weeks ago. Then he lay down 
to sleep like a snow-covered road 
winding through pines older than him, 
without any travelers, and lonely for no one. 
Eating Together
written byLi-Young Lee
© Li-Young Lee


 



