The Converted Poem by john tiong chunghoo
The Converted
when you know many of your
readers have cast a mould with
your verses and lull in it like peas
in a groundnut, you know they have
come to the dance stage of your heart
longing to be swept off their feet by
the wave of your evocative images
they could hand on to as their own
two seeds sprinting out of a groundnut
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
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