john tiong chunghoo Poems

can you speak hokkien?
i asked the middle age
Singaporean woman
manning a sundry shop
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a charming pathway to
the past
the Link Hotel
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Philadelphia International Children's Festival
the child asks mom what
she would love to watch
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the poet when he attains maturity
in his works is a man distilled
by nature so that his verses
glitter like stars in the sky
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Himalayan Highland National Park
trailing the mountain range
the growl of a snow leopard
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New York Photo Festival
the photographer says
his pictures speak for themselves
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Lake Michigan
blue of the water and hills
wrap us in
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still missing Yokohama
we just slept in car
in our first visit
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the leaves i take them
as your shapely hands
softly and gently bidding me
to be close at your side
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sichuan earthquake
the heartturning and chilling
aftershocks two days later
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