Eve’s Fault
God won her when he whipped out from his planetary sleeve
a bouquet of light. They watched the parade of animals pass.
He told her the joke about the Archaeopteryx, and she noted
the feathers and the lethal claws, a poem, the first of its kind.
30th Oct 2011 by Jee Leong Koh
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Watermelon
A watermelon is like an onion:
layers give way to underneath
like a poem where words give way
to what is beneath.
30th Oct 2011 by Andre Bagoo
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