midwinter sun
its virality eaten up
by the cold
like first love where
calm demeanor hides hot passion
the haunting shrills
of the sea eagles
evoke in me a sense of hope
the eagles that have always
been a victory sign from the sky
el nino
the 1997 haze
that seemed a omen
of the asian financial mess
new visions after the phenomenon
mooncake festival
three moons greet me at sea
i bit into a huge yellow york
in my cake and remember how
these moons saved a country
this page i left empty
screams out to me
to be filled
with the intensity
made up of the ambitions of dad and mom
the streaks of light
and colours of dawn sky
how like an artist's strokes
that bring to light the beauty
of what he saw
the waterfall
crashing over me
the voluminous water
that takes away all my bad luck
sending it tumbling down
denim that brings
out smoldering sexuality
in all its rough ways
i care only about the softer
side of life lying below
in our ghetto
upbringing
we keep a secret garden
in our dream
a dream developed in essays and poems
another day
to freedom
beyond the bars
the blue sky and stars
they look so promising in here