The Next Generation Shall Starve
Drowning in a waltz of wheat,
it turns black in the damp
and wilts in patches.
There is a lack of taste
in the ashes presented.
The paint peels in humid heat.
Had you doubts when the she began to show?
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
The Dragon Became a Modern Poetaster
PuisiPoetry is a dance of words, a guise of flesh, and a reprise of thought. The myths of old are forgotten on modern tongues. Such adventurous spirits seek new vessels - fresh words to don and call their own. We shall write them home, you and I. Let the...
