I see England fleet by as soon as it came, as soon as it left, ….. I leave this time reminiscing
I see vaguely the eagerness in which the stars participate, my glasses crawls between the pages of a worthy book
here across the world, I’m trying to find stars in words
and there, words in stars
[in Singapore I try to find inspiration in the books I read, and in the european countryside nightsky, it is the stars that give me inspiration/meaning; watching the nightsky is a reflective activity]
a loving man sees autumn leaves of red, brown, and orange. he thinks they are natural palettes for the insightful artist.
he paints red and brown on her
I arrive with red, orange and brown autumn leaves in my hair
there is blanket of colours mixed, splattered, in an unearthly fashion
but no, this is Earth, what is unearthly?
I feel at loss for nature
today i wear my boots
they remind me of my walks with him
he knows nature
there are no ending stories to flowers, he will tell
some people tell me I don’t seem to suffer from loss
do they think so now?
a loving woman and I dance in the rain today
we lie in the grass
we imagine the roofs as man-made waterfalls
in singapore we ran in the rain
she doesn’t know i thank her silently
i long for some trees
can i hold
the beloved gives me a gift
for when i return to england
with a binoculars
maybe nature will come closer to me
this time i will do it alone
[3 books, see picture]
this is so much i loved about a foreign land.
he,…sorry she is gone.
the queen reigns on the other side