SELECTED POEMS

kirato’s koi

A fallen petal
guided by his haunting flute
drifts upon this pond.

I stand hypnotised
by persuasive percussion
drizzling against skin.

A carp emerges
from a forestry of sounds;
and poetry is mute.

by Eddie Tay
from ^ Words: Poems Singapore and Beyond (2010)

 

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