musical garbage truck
very vermillion Chiang Kai-shek statue
in a cul-de-sac of hills
at the top of the Han River
a farmers' market closes
after morning shopping
a place palm trees meet evergreens
and the Han an open sewer
Hurricane Sandy is far away
as my son in Shanghai plays with alcohol
my retirement turns Mondays
into Sundays
every morning
birds chirp and Buddhists sing
what have i to add here
besides a bicycle, life, and wife?
i am the millionth ant on an abandoned court
scurrying hither and dither for a goal post
or has my goal been reached here
stopping to look and write a poem
home, James, go home
10-29-12
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