Trip Poem #7 – Nusa Dua

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There is a simple way to say things


Morning prayer

Dinner as a family

Fruit thinly sliced


This way sways from the poetic

From the bulk of words

Beaded thick as boater’s rope


Here we say birthday cake

And set placemats

That keep flat keep round


We do not invent a tunnel

To approach the armored shore

Where the profile of the brother


Gathers wind to form a cry

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