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Sukhumvit Road, Bangkok It is dawn where pink shadows meet black Coffee sits in a colander waiting for water Singular lights flicker on the highway, in the homes Workers roll over once more, it is Sunday Water boils, tempting another hot day in Bangkok Gray skies open their poetic eyes not knowing The fate that last night’s global spin has spun The eastern sky spills its most exotic fruit, by the second Gray is gradually blue, flowers notice first Very hot coffee slips into stomachs This is the first eternal dawn to be saved Each feature of Bangkok thrusts from the canvas The condos, offices, hotels, highways stand Last night’s clouds hang over the dawning of Angels Whose wings brush the sky with colours fresh from hell Last night’s lights shine on dawn’s dreamy wake Diode sensors decide when the time is right The coffee goes down into a warmer pit and stirs Agitating memories of the lives that sleep in Sukhumvit Road From where the coffee wakens and colours spread Down Moonlight Lane, the taxis, the sun, the garbage collectors, but not the law Are out in full force as the last Angel of the night Plays with a white light halfway up the horizon Cars drive east and west along the elevated expressway Who has lived, and who has succumbed to the night?
關於作者 Tom Radzienda: 大學教授、詩人和靈氣導師 |
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