Brown Grass: Doom Poem by RIC BASTASA

Brown Grass: Doom



brown grass, no signs of rain,
ripe grains of rice spreading on the ground
the dust reigns like triumphant ant
soldiers, the sun is up, the earth is heated,
the leaves are shedding, the rocks are cracking,
drought comes and stays for months,
under a cave, a dog rests,
smelling death.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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