Visit Malaysia Year Haiku; Bau, Sarawak Poem by john tiong chunghoo

no more foul smell
only a haunted lake to reflect
on its brush with gold

the tourist gude says
sorry we cant bring back its
smell for you

bau
at a haunted lake
its golden past

bau
a haunted lake collects
the town's golden past

bau
i left behind some cropped hair
at the barber

bau
now only the smell of durians here
is memorable

the glitters of her bangles
awakens me to
bau's golden past

bau
borneo's
san francisco