{ pathetic.org }


by S. Chen

there are no stars
in Kaosiungh,
with its filthy alleys and
hazy nights, streets
full of orphan dogs, and the
city clamor echoing off windows
stretched up to the sky. jammed
with heat and smoke and shrill-
voiced women, men with
dirty hands and crooked
yellow smiles who wave
you over and say they’ll
make a special deal, just
today, just for you.


Author's Note: Another poem for CW, another temp title. I don't actually have the antipathy for Kaosiungh that the poem might suggest, but the assignment was to write a poem about a country with a "specific emotional viewpoint" and the first thing I thought of was all the things I don't like about it, so.

Posted on 10/20/2007
Copyright © 2024 S. Chen

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Coleman Demiurge on 10/21/07 at 05:07 AM

Kaohsiungh - Taiwan, no? I've never been there, and thanks to this poem I never will. I kid, I may very well go; I fit in quite well with orphan dogs and scam-artists. But anyway, fine poem; I'd give you an A for it anyway.

Return to the Previous Page

pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online
All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)