john tiong chunghoo Poems

annabel lee
my love
as you breathe
in my dream
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turn what your brain
inside out
and it will fill
a space
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the whole day
the coconut leaves rustle
and punctuate
our tete a tete
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yesterday was cheng beng
the chinese all souls' day
i was struck by
late grandma's friends
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Visit Indonesia Year
a gun pointed at me
at the Presidential Palace
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antique shop
memory of marriage day reels
from a sequinned handbag
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well, just a lesser copy
of god is man
an instrument to
advance his cause
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it can be sapphire
it can be ruby
it can be pearl
it can be a diamond
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early morn
a tree of song
in the garden
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the bombs have scared
the tourists away.
they too have dented
the pysche of the islanders,
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