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Christina Chin


night nurses

trudging home

in the dusky morning 

a parrot's whistle

from my window 





morning draught

whisps through a gap

the smell of coffee 

as I watch the bubbles 

foaming cream 

more clotted cream

on the winter strawberries 

a momentary shriek 

as ghee spatters

off the frying pan



a distant rumble

a neighbour shouts rain

as she unpegs 

the clotheslines

the clonk of wooden clogs



a small town 

school reunion 

an accidental encounter 

made virtual strangers 

old friends 



monsoon season 

the gush in the gutters 

fills the rain harvesters

a tea kettle boils

on the wood stove 

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