poetry

They opened a window and their mouths they rinsed
And spilled on their anger-laughter and cries thus cleansed
And if they were in reach they’d have been beaten black n blue
Let my kites lose their path...

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This time when I boarded the plane

to return to the US, I felt a peace with in,

a peace that had finally retuned to me

after twenty years.

This time, I...

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Lying flat face up
with hands and legs tied parallel
with banks corresponding
and like a terrorized creature
unable to gather the body together
for a hope of living
Iowa River continues...

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For the red leaf
I once plucked and then forgot
I will pull off this flower.
For the love trampled
Coming from that vulnerable leaf
Which I remember now and then,-
I will pull off this...

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Could the Singaporean applicant not have protested
and thrust a poem of simple scenery instead?

Spot the ancient croc submerged in green,
bifocal periscope scanning for terrorist movement....

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City of Literature
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Morning star: like a signal
To stop. In the hard air words venture, through night,
In sleep: somnambulists plan, on the wings of a cloud, bare,
Towards a cape

That sometimes disappears...

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(from a Malay Pantun)

The flying dove high above,
Perches a while on a dead tree;
Strike the water in a pail,

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Will dread to speak straight
Maintain a distance between the cup and the lip
Will scatter bits of politeness
In a cauldron of arrogance
And conclude that it's perfectly fine...

Will find...

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She told me over the phone, ’Guess what, we went to Goa,
... A train-ride from Bombay, with mountains on one side
And little villages on the other, intruded by
A sublet of the sea.
We...

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In the footsteps of my history
And shadow, I am caught
In the half light of remembering,
The house, the mouth,
The woman, whose cotton-coiled
Waist is the yearning for an India far...

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My hands are two little antennas
which receive remote waves
distill and disseminate messages
generated and circulated by the brain.

My heart pounds and heaves
releases blood to brain and...

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