john tiong chunghoo Poems

half lunar eclipse
i throw a spoon into the plate
in the kitchen basin
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come taste this body too
has become full
of herbal goodness
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the caged bird sings
'still i rise' and disappears into
the eternally clear blue sky
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a child steps out once again
into a muslim world
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let me tell you how to pray
your inner self should occupy
the sanctum of God like the
pistils in the most complex
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The head is a theatre
of mysteries and possibilities
the heart walks into
each moment like an audience
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first spring day
my heart dances
to each new bloom
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i swim through this world
through two eyes,
two hands, . legs
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the woman with a baby
inside her has been
weaving a dream for me
warm and promising as
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