Your Chinglish
still hangs in the air ...
I savor
each syllable
of my monologue
German Translation
Dein Chinglisch
hängt noch in der Luft ...
Ich genieße
jede Silbe
meines Monologs
Chrysanthemum 14, October 2013
Poetic Musings: Shelter Tanka by Marion Alice Poirier
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under the shelter
of a weeping willow tree
she sleeps at last
on damp earth and newspapers --
a haven, for one night
*NeverEnding Story*, February 23, 2026
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