The Tao Of Glue Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka
The Tao Of Glue
Divine religion
needs arms and fingers
and a wet crack
No! Not that one
the one in the wall
The weather is hot
and humid
my sap will not
hold and
my Chinese is limp
Tsing Tao drifts
up the river
in a tiny bamboo canoe
and finds a fish
who had discovered
the secret
of the perfect float
I tried that also but only
Confucian alphabet
levitates
Thursday, November 12, 2015
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