A woman looks up
from her place among the dirt and pollution
of Silom Road and joins
her palms together in salutation.
Someone has put two one-baht coins
in her plastic cup
(without looking at her face) .
One hundred yards away,
The British Club is going to cool
their swimming pool
with ice for a Polar swim
at 11a.m. on New Year's Day.
'Free of charge. Free hot mulled wine.'
(There is a double crash barrier
with uniformed security guards
to protect would-be polar swimmers.)
At the Bangkok Motor Show,
an as white-as-snow
Bugatti Veyron is a la carte,
escorted by swirling girls
in white satin evening gowns.
253 mph top speed,
turbo-charged, all souped-up.
To squeeze out
all its growling sounds,
you will need
to take 165 million baht
out of your plastic cup.
(From 'Bamboo Leaves')
what an amazingly penned piece of poetry here Brian and the title is befitting
You share your twin subjects of need and greed superbly in this strong poem that leaves this reader with a feeling of revulsion and sadness. I guess it's all a question of relativity. After all, we can any of us be seen as a 'have' or 'have not' depending upon who is doing the looking. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what an amazingly penned piece of poetry here Brian and the title is befitting