What is that sound?
Like the trailing of a fan
through a silent anteroom?
...
It was different in the past.
Especially in the village.
Before you could read
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Shafting sunbeams. misty eddies,
towering, sculpted, shining chedis,
thundering traffic, six lane highways,
swampy, shabby, back-street by-ways,
...
April was hot and dry.
The red earth responded
by blowing as dust in the wind.
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We raised our hats to you, Mr Lincoln.
We believed every word that you said.
And when life spilled into darkness
in a night of theatre,
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A woman looks up
from her place among the dirt and pollution
of Silom Road and joins
her palms together in salutation.
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Ever since Ancient Times,
when Sibyls plied their trade
in fortune telling by setting up shop
in caves and fissures
...
The Cafe is famous.
The Coffee is expensive.
I sit
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Via Viatores Quaerit. – St Augustine
(The Way seeks Travellers)
On Tuesday,
Sanctus Dominique,
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