john tiong chunghoo Poems

oh god, dont reveal
everything to me
because this realm
does not have enough words
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they line the streets
the nation's hospitality
flowing through vermillion red
petals so soft, gentle, and
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listen, listen to the roaring thunder

listen to its every nuance
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enchanting
first smile between
teenage lovers
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realists look for the heart
and soul in their objects
to cloth them with colours
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ET dance
heron tipped beaks
towards sky
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digging at the same spot
first to lay pipes
then to lay wires
leaving mud, gravel
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writing poetry is like
having created a man
and giving him his
eyes, his ears,
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a wonder so much
loneliness can pack
into that frail little frame
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Tennessee Strawberry Festival
redder than strawberries
all the girls' lips
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