and typhoon tailing clouds disarrayed
the muddy Han gulped too fast mountain waters
blue liquid sapphire glinting in the Taichung night
undetected across the Strait
er-hu playing sadly in the torrential rain
at the Peng-Hu crash site
ruining itself in haste
ultraviolet blinded pilot
frogs pucker and kiss the evening air
as i rest my eyes where no headlights show
snakes emerging
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| The Han River Estuary |
before the next spinning wind lines up
to pass through Taiwan customs
like day-laborers on to the next job
unrolling tarps of advertisement
that didn't tear or fly away
7-24-14
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