Sunday, July 14, 2013
Poem: See, a Fishing Junk
See, a Fishing Junk
See, a fishing junk floats to Kowloon
& I saw a typhoon drinking the harbor.
Stop, I said, do not drink all the water
For the sake of the fishing junk.
But the typhoon drank on
For the sake of relative humidity.
(c) Nissa Annakindt Dec. 13, 2012
One of my more recent poems, and thus not included in my book When the Opium Cactus grows. I will probably be sharing it in the poetry group Red Explosions Poetry Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/479819908761898 Please consider joining the group if you write poetry.
Shared on Poetry Pantry #158.
The kitten in the picture is Anthony, who decided to take a nap in the garbage can the other day. He is named after Saint Anthony, who found kitten Anthony and his sister when they went missing for a week.
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