crows caw-caw-caw
in the front yard maple ...
ten years of my tongue
acclimating to the way
my white neighbor speaks English
FYI: See my "To the Lighthouse," post, A Rhetoric Device, Onomatopoeia (where a word mimics the actual sound one hears)
Blog Archive of Chen-ou Liu’s Published Poems: If no one reads my poetry, Death will be the Reviewer.