Choosing tomatoes
at the street market—
the smell of pineapples /gc
A
steady flow of traffic /gc
mid-spring, a sudden snow storm /jd
A
farewell note
with the dozen roses—
the song of a lark /jd
Notes
Renhai
The
toasty crunch
Of breakfast cereal—
Spilt milk /gc
Rain
clouds more and more greying /gc
counterfeit tens in the cash /jd
on
Main Street
only empty store fronts—
Hollywood USA /jd
Notes
Renhai
the hooker
works her street corner—
a five o'clock shadow /jd
street sweepers' voices at dawn /gc
flatulence of "corpse flowers" /jd
she
melts in his arms—
one teaspoon of sugar stirred
into the coffee /gc
Notes
Renhai
St
Patrick's day;
green mangoes in between
the foliage. /gc
A tree
with chinese lanterns— /gc
at dusk a slight breeze. /vs
Irish pub—
fewer glasses hanging
over the bar. /vs
Notes
Renhai
Gillena
Cox, TT (gc) and Trish Shields, CA (ts)
An egg
yolk slowly
oozing from its broken shell—
e-mailing's on hold. /gc
Gazing
at a scrambled screen; /ts
sunlight glints on my ballpoint. /gc
Empty
reflections
poetry scattered across
my brain pan /ts
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