Category Archives: poetry

walking on sand & sea

walking on sand and sea how can i mark time with my footprints in the sand beneath glassy sea? © ssj 2017

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A Red Rattle Toy

A red rattle toy, my mother’s gift Rattles violently, bloodshakes my young head. I could not hold it upright, Too small my hands, too finite With ten fingers in vain may clutch A furiously spinning axis: The toy rattles, cradles … Continue reading →

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The Nose-Counting Game

I am a child alone, the neighborhood could not care less. A nose-counting game today spells my existence in the monitor of the Census Man’s computer.

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rustles of bamboo leaves one fine afternoon (a collection)

‘Rustles of bamboo leaves one fine afternoon’ is not exactly a new collection, though this is the first time that it is being posted for general reading. Written on a bright and breezy March afternoon, in six short parts, shelved … Continue reading →

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The Closing of the Eye

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Town Asleep

 

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More Words, Just Words

 

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The Actions of the Fox

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Fiasco

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The Cattle Rustlers

the rain last night, –a misty leaden shield, ––had all but washed –––away the muddy field. ––––the green is greener now –––––the sky is deeper blue ––––––and the labyrinthine wood –––––––opens up to show ––––––––three stricken men, weary and furtive, –––––––––with eyes that … Continue reading →

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