Treasure Island

john tiong chunghoo

(Jan 21,1960 / NEW YORK)

Ode to Reading


words take up the space
in the quiet lanes of the mind
images sprout like whispers
a heart is stirred the rustle
of bamboo leaves in a garden
of spring solitude
the writer is a world away
as we walk a luxuriant path
of dream and reality

Submitted: Monday, August 19, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 02, 2013
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