Poetry from Thailand

Original poetry written in and about rural Thailand.

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Location: Chong Khae, Nakhonsawan, Thailand

Friday, February 13, 2009

Apple Trees

In fall they leave our lives
Like aged parents given over the
Care of others.

In winter they stand back
Like dormant dreams and
Let us pass.

In spring they reach
Like giant nerves to touch
A rising sun.

In summer they flourish
Like families and yield
The most exquisite truth
Of hardwood and seed.

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