Rambutan Poems - Poems about Rambutan

... An hour before dawn, the market people arrive then settle like nestling birds beside the Ping river. Girls squat over large straw hats, hats brimful of dried chilies or small freshwater fis......Read More

... Flying foxes hang replete from the tall trees dripping in the morning sun. They have sucked the flesh of mamey sapote, of rambutan and mangosteens. Their dog-like pelts are copper pendants ......Read More

... An hour before dawn, the market people arrive then settle like resting birds beside the Ping river. Girls squat over large straw hats, hats brimful of dried chilies or small freshwater fi......Read More

... Flying foxes hang replete from the rain trees dripping in the morning sun. They have sucked the flesh of mamey sapote, of rambutan and mangosteen. Their dog-like pelts are copper pendants ......Read More