August Moon In Zhuhai Poem by Roy Lee

August Moon In Zhuhai



The August moon
Was already high
When I awoke.
Outside the seafront
Packed with picnickers
IPhone framed faces
Sharing moon cakes
And red wine.
Snails salted in soy
Children play
Adults light lanterns.
A few flames float
To the mother moon
But most
Too eagerly plunge
To a watery grave.

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Douglas Scotney 01 October 2013

in those i-phone frames too eager snuffing of flames.

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Roy Lee

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