for the first time
in his rickshaw pulling life
he squints in the glow
of a computer screen
...morphing into a number
Atlas Poetica, #12, July 2012
One Man's Maple Moon: Neon Lights Tanka by Christine Judd
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*English Original*
neon lights
fade in dawn's lilac glow
on the footpath
clubbers, drug-fucked
in bedraggled revelry
Christine Judd
*Chinese Translation ...
