Exile in a Cold Land
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Exile in a Cold Land
-Goh Poh Seng
From The Girl from Ermita and Selected Poems: 1961-1998, 1998
In a winter air when bare trees
inlay calligraphics in the sky,
snow flutters perhaps
from a grey distance,
and trailed by his own voice,
a lone man walks,
afraid of being smothered,
immured in a white universe.
Night by night he threatens
to jettison the stars,
evict them in tumbles
as snow from a frozen sky,
else dreams the thin-sheeted ice
cracks beneath his feet,
fragile as a brief handshake.
-Goh Poh Seng
From The Girl from Ermita and Selected Poems: 1961-1998, 1998
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