Tag: Poetry

Across the yard, falling-apart fenceHitting, falling, torn down by the storm.Across the yard, a deflated ball,Seeping in the mud for weeks. Rain from above,And trees behind,And ants no smaller than specks of rice,And moss that grows on old-men trees. And Mud, Air, Grass, and a Nose,Holes, like Pores in a face,And Smoke, the Moon, tiny…

Prelude Sprinkler water, catching sunlight, Staining a flat driveway. Earthy clouds drift overhead, Potential-stuffed, futures a’thousand. And on the ground, and on his back, A melon-boy looks at the sky. Clothes are wet, but he is young, His mother still puts up with him. The smell of grass, the overcast, All of it feels so…

Ashes in a homey mug, breaking up in dots of water, Or wet clothes, strung out to dry in the early hours of night. Muddy shoes on a radiator, and jeans splayed out across the floor, An empty suitcase tucked beneath a bed, And night-time silence, barring the box fan. The world is still, Except…

Why does the sun hide underneath the moon? Behind horizons, an indirect light. Ambiguous twinklings will be here soon, Dangling from gold orbs by string of kite. The sky is cloudy, cloudy yet not gray Behind a scowl climbs my blinded bawl. The dusted earth seems fainter each rot-day And still I saunter through the…

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