Deja Vu With A Strange Landscape Poem by RIC BASTASA

Deja Vu With A Strange Landscape



you experience a certain height
a strong wind carries you there
you are not disturbed at all
you know it
even before you were there

then you put your feet on the rocky ground
your hands feel the only tree growing in there
there is fire on every leaf
but it does not burn you when you kiss it

there is this familiarity
that even you cannot explain

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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