Malacca Poems - Poems about Malacca

...An empty packet of Gauloises, black coffee, a croque monsieur. An aromatic café breakfast in the Montmartre. Later I switch to Camels, a bumpy ride to seek out a friend in the sixth arrondiss......

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...Because some troubles and faults left by last administration, the incumbent can try to restore or redress. But for some other questionable moves beyond recantation, the incumbent can only conduct lim......

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...In 1947 in the Straits of Malacca near Indonesia An old Dutch freighter the SS Ourang Medan Sent a message out that the whole crew was dead With the last message from the operator being, “I die”......

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...III This is the land of the convectional rains Which vie on the monsoon back scrubbing streets This is the land at half-past four The rainbow rubs the chilli face of the afternoon And an evening-mor......

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...GETTING TOO OLD Her story told by old charts, scattered, water-drenched. Portholes all broken, shaft and screw missing : a wreck , Grounded on concrete platform like an old man sittin......

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...WRECKS Battered funnel, broken hawsers, holes in deck, Grounded on concrete platform like an old man sitting on bench, Portholes all broken, shaft and screw missing : a wreck , Her sto......

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