we're going up
to api's thlan
past memories i never had
of her constant gardening
gardening is big here too
and definitely back in style
poverty begs a vege patch
how deep the seed
how wet the earth
how warm the sun
when why and what
why when and what
we're going back
to api's thlan
past memories i never had
to ask
of seeds and seasons
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api=grandmother
thlan=grave
8 comments:
refreshing, smells of dug earth, may be a seedling just sprouted.. simply loved this.
much thanks gauri! i love your use of 'smell'!
Nicely put. regarding your queries on 'khawbung' please visit www.inpui.co.cc
Regards,
Nahai
much thanks, nahai!
moving half-way around the earth (or is it more than that? go figure.) hasn't changed your ability to write one bit.
thank god.
much thanks, john! waiting for more from you, y'know, esp that 55(?) fiction...
Baruk: I am calling from New Zealand.
Me: Nah! You are kidding, you seem right next door.
Baruk: That’s telephony for you.
Me: But shouldn’t you be sounding upside down?
Baruk: @#$$ $#@%$
(One example of 33 fiction. Badly written though... Just to show it is possible.)
hmm! interesting!
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