June 4, 2023


Connecting Asian writers with global readers

Two poems by Tse Hao Guang

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East Coast Park


Sand bar thins.

Half-wild, half-white dogs

root in tins.


Shell dust

in crab holes. Last

month’s newspapers.


Wrinkled black

in the wind, men

reel mystical fish.


Reduce family

of six to a tent.

Sweet meat smoke.

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