The sun paints the sky
with colours of curry
Best enjoyed with rice
...
Even if all I gained
from the sun above and the earth below
is nothing
but bitterness,
...
If I could invert this rainbow
while this sky begins to blush
in the hundred shades of dusk,
...
There are still so much for me
to learn about Korean cooking.
But I do know
...
I have turned my back years ago
on the smoke of joss-sticks
and the ashes of joss-papers
...
Waited for hours
Beneath the night sky
For your fair countenance
To beam before my eyes
...
Men sure have it easy
Thinking I'm a robot
Who has all the answers and solutions
To every household problems
...
I believe in God.
I believe in the God who called me
out of my homeland,
out of my father's household
...
I don't know where to go
or even where to stop
in these crazy streets of Manila.
...
If you are ever a sun,
the warmth from the morning rays
cascading from your head
...
Life is like coffee
and we, like coffee beans.
But even if we're ground,
...
If you've visited
the Cordilleran highlands,
You'll know that rainbows dwell
...
Wilson Khor W.H. is known for many things—zine poet and publisher; teacher, otaku, and an obvious oddball. His hobbies include eating, being annoying, and fooling around in writers' meetings. He has a bad habit of cracking the wrong jokes at the wrong time, as well as a notoriety for abusing long sentences, em dashes, and semi colons. Instagram: @wilson.khorwh E-mail: [email protected])
Dinner At An Indian Restaurant
The sun paints the sky
with colours of curry
Best enjoyed with rice
With fried bitter gourds,
Potatoes,
Mutton varuval,
And iced Bru coffee.