Our teacher is going to test us on this poem and I don't have a clue on it!! the words are beautiful, though... pity I don't know the meaning behind the poem.. TT
It is a part of "How the Hills are Distant:" by Wong Pui Nam.
Here it goes:
The mist drifting across the field
edges up the compound of my house,
along the foot of the hibiscus hedge
moving vaguely like fear among the cane.
I sit up to watch, as I have on many nights
from my darkness at the window,
my heart precise within these walls,
my room with its table and rumpled bed.
It is imminent; in the sudden smell
of wet grass and stir among the frangipani,
in the straight tensed fence-posts in half-light
against the margin of encroaching sleep
where I anticipate only, a waking
to vague remembrance of a harrowing in my dream.
2007-02-05
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