"GARDEN"
(for Ahila)
the cedar
sways
rain blots a petal of sand at my feet
An ochre birthmark
The image
prints
A white flesh rune
in my freckle blue head
At the roots
of my fingers
The knot stirs
moves into the black thick fountainpen
onto the page
With this ink
I irrigate my ochre children
My cedar grows
strong
I shall carve it
like a totem
By
Robert Berry
I'm a Londoner
by birth, currently living and working on Penang Island, in West Malaysia.
I lecture in English at the University of Science here. I've had poems
published in the States, England and New Zealand.
For comments to the
writer mail to:
rjberry@usm.my
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