Mixing of their snores
Is like tangled vines
Where monkeys fight
Swinging and sometimes laughing
The waterfalls stop flowing
The moon hides behind the banyan tree
Then they breath again heaving
In increasing crescendo
Then the crest is reached
The noise stops
Like the sound of the dead
Like when we were children
Playing hide and seek
You and I hide our breath with a kiss.
A cat stares at the window
A glass prism splits the light
A woman’s gaze shifts to the opposite direction
The children are playing a game: Find Me A Doll.
All are not in a hurry.
They arrive in front of the window all at the same time.
The mothers are relieved, afraid when they are apart
Like when they are playing in the field
And storm is brewing.
Now the woman can start the dinner.
The cat can play with the ball of yarn.
I walked to the river yesterday. The blue heron was tiptoeing on the opposite bank not minding the fishermen sitting on their folding chairs with their cast lines resting on sticks. They were talking with their drop-by friends. I said hi. They said hi. Then one man showed me the skid marks of the car that jumped over the stone barrier into the river the midnight before.The driver was a 15 year old girl and the passengers were another 15 year old girl and a 14 year old boy. They were able to get out of the car before it sank in the river. The incident was reported to the police on the following morning according to the newspaper.
I was very tired when I walked back home.
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photos: Children’s playground, Beacon Hill Park, Victoria Island, Canada
they thought they will never learn
to dance the cha cha cha
-play like a child
to be children again
hiding in castles and search
building the cat’s cradle
might have been hours
practice, play, and laughter
bodies curl for ice cream
photo: Cha Cha Cha, Robin Murez, 2011, part of Momentum: Art That Moves (Us), Napa ARTwalk, Downtown Napa,CA