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Thursday, March 15, 2007

Daydream (snap poem)

the washing machine whirls to a close
Linfen buildings buffed and dried
bicycles beautifully spoken
sparkling ladies glide by
on the back of
proudly polished pedalodiums
ridden by bright-faced gentlemen
with Colgate-white teeth
gleaming in shining sunlight
down promenades lined
by leafy elms past
milkpond lakes skirted
by weeping willows ...

from a Hills Hoist hangs
those stubborn Chinese stains
- corruption and pride

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