Images in those days sun filled a world not flat
with sugar and rice and so all spiced
with evolutionary contours; trees and flutes, songs and heavens confirmed.
Millennium news head line how earth winds move: the dust of skin
from blast dried bones; breath tags blown across oceans; toll take not
now trending:
[2006]
From mass graves coffin hands rescue souls for village burial
Scent of pure faith ripening still under the rubble
The bridge our sons remaining will rebuild
So many shell clusters memory triggers claw fingers
Taxi driver delivers counting beads for cardio monitors
Our neighbours night wrenched morning sickness
You were so peace loving, Majd
- W.W.
A SCRAP OF PAPER,
the torn tongue of yesterday's hurry
a memo. about this tomorrow here,
with no thought for the stump of ruthlessness
now scowling at me like a totem.
(from "Thief With Leaf" by Brian Chan)
FARJOURNEY CARIBBEAN 