Sunday, January 1, 2017

Claine Keily #21 The Mango Traders

There was a simple
party menu
stalks of incense
and the menagerie to stare at

At home
things were darker
the tenants who
traded mangoes
-shipped them out
to frozen countries-
bathed until
there was no water
lit up the house at
obscene hours
cooled rooms
they would not
return to
until days later
when their business
was over


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    1. Oh Efi thanks. Our attempts to remain in contact have not worked so well so far. Please email me on and we can exchange contact details from there. I now have time to look through the poems on 365. I have been so wildly busy. I am looking forward to now having time to read through your work.


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