Miracle in late December
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I saw this scene on my way back from yoga.
Hallelujah! Someone’s walking tall to the Christmas ball.
Here’s a year-end poem just because:
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Waking up in
a submarine
Waking up in a submarine,
. . . curtains of liquid glass . . .
I am the foetus dreaming
in the library, roseate
from illuminated texts,
my nubby arms conducting
squalls of rain, each drop
a globe encoded with spectra
. . . world upon world upon world
of naked minds being born
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W.H. Chong 2010
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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
See you in 2011, say, around the later half of January. Ooroo!
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Mr Chong, do you think it was a Yoga student or one of dexter’s customers who had the epiphany? Pat
Dear Halfmoon Man,
As “epiphany” is related to Christianity, indeed to Christmas, perhaps it has nothing to do with Yoga, being Indian-Hindu-Buddhist. But Dexter, by which you might mean either the cafe, or the serial killer, doesn’t pertain either. Hoewever, epiphany is also understood as a divine manifestation, so perhaps it was a result of yoga practice after all. Merry xmas.
I love that you do yoga. I’m not sure why… I just think it’s somehow fitting and a little bit humorous.
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