Banu Dai Poems

Never again will I sit across
Smell your breath in the air
Hold your gaze through the stare
Feel your touch in my hair
...

She was born on a tree top
In a nest of old straws
She had lovely feathers
And a smile that draws
...

Children, he said
Were the only indicator
Of the passage of time
...

In the absence of blue light

Engulfed by sleepiness
...