Dawn Scent Poem by RIC BASTASA

Dawn Scent



cutting basil leaves
with bare hands at midnight

at dawn the spring onions
are jealous

at noon it is time
to peel the garlic

on an early night
i smell the scent of white flowers

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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