Yellow birds fluttered
Atop the tall evergreen tree
A blur in the mist
Singing their morning prayer
...
Hark, the footfall of padded paws thud
As twilight wafts its melancholy tune
The traipsing of furtive mannequins into the scene
To start the commerce of the night
...
The black bamboo fronds reached high and low
Swinging to every blustery blow of the westerly
Up and down, to and fro, left and right
But rising to straighten not staying low for long
...
Centuries of delight reprised
Weaving thru the statuary
Peeing Eros, spouting lion
Cold nubile maidens and
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(Tanka)
She is happiest
When the Sisters of Mercy
Bring their orphan wards
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Can you stay longer?
At least until the rain stops
My bed is still warm
With your smoldering kiss
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The gloom of the dark night
Blackens the filth, the squalor, the sleaze
Of narrow streets and inner city hives
Darkens the pavements, the curbs, the walls
...
Manila, recently dead
Bowed under by a heavy yellow cloud
Forest transported in its midst struggled
But soon black soot effaced the green
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