A View Of This Place That I Remember - Poem by RIC BASTASA

the back space of this house
used to be a green ricefield
and there was that tall mango tree
where i used to sit underneath
shading me from the scourging sun
i always remember
the view
of the carabaos grazing
with white herons standing on their back
and blue cottony clouds drifting above

the place is now cemented
with a wall as high as three men added-up
high buildings rise from here
reaching the cottony clouds out there

and the river is no longer a hype
but a big silent hard steel pipe.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 2, 2008

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