Short Rowers Poems

"The Ship of State"

On Ship! New billows sweep thee out

Seaward. What wilt thou? Hold the port, be stout

See'st not thy mast

How rent by stiff Southwestern blast? 

Thy side, of rowers how forlorn?

Thine hull, with groaning yards, with rigging torn,

Can ill sustain

The fierce, and ever fiercer main;

Poem by: Quintus Horatius Flaccus (Horace)...

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A Perilous flight

The flight from Hong Kong to Manila had more
passengers than seats
Give room to pregnant women, the stewardess shouted
I was in a deep sleep
In the aisle, people sat like rowers, bent heads as the plane took off
three-hour flight air in the cabin stuffy
when the heroic had given up their seat for any woman whether
she was pregnant or not, I opened my eyes 
they took chances, in the eighty’s money had changed hands
In Manila, I drank a cold beer....

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