041811d You Know When They'Re Around Poem by Manonton Dalan

041811d You Know When They'Re Around



smoke rising from roof
mother cooking breakfast
frying rice with fish fillet
brewing whole rice coffee
can smell a hundred yards
i go home when about right

vendors in their antique ride
roam a narrow street along
river bed; muscling weight
while calling for customers
an old way to advertise sales
no wonder they speak loud

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
Close
Error Success