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<p>There have been poems that I have not made available on the Internet. Bearing in mind this limitation, my poem(s) may be
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found at the following URL: <a href="https://trust-in-jehovah.tumblr.com">
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https://trust-in-jehovah.tumblr.com
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<p>I present a selection below.
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<p><b>Untitled haiku
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<p>シンガポールで <br />
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コーヒを飲みます <br />
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永遠の夏
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<p>
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Sipping coffee here <br />
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Heat of Singapore tropics <br />
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Eternal summer
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<p><b>Untitled
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<p>No, my trip to the <br />
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sea-shore <br />
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wasn't a dream <br />
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See- <br />
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The sand on my feet-
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<b>Away to (hopefully) safety: A poem, written after reading
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Loung Ung's "First they killed my father"
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Wordlessly, <br />
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I smacked the coffee-stain <br />
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on its rump- <br />
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And checked- <br />
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Was it gone? <br />
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Maybe, the sea - where I had sent it to - was not its home, <br />
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but then, <br />
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neither was I; <br />
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Or, I could no longer be
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<p><b>A haiku in the 21st century
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<p>Sea-water. Wet socks. <br />
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What is that shiny thing there? <br />
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I don't know. Space-ship?
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</s>
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<p>Sea-water. Salty.<br />
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What is that shiny thing there? <br />
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Satellite debris
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<p><b>
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Durians
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During a durable durian season <br />
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Tourists carefully took a taste <br />
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Oh! Wheezing and sneezing <br />
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Some abstained <br />
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Durian, so divisive <br />
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The pulp, so cohesive <br />
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Its spikes, can't help but pierce <br />
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Eat it thrice, does it induce tears? <br />
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Run away from the porcupine-husk <br />
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It gets solitude, at last <br />
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A protective shell repels; <br />
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Invites lovers; disgusts all else <br />
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Durian, what is it? <br />
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Must be some evil treat! <br />
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Creamy flesh, pungent smell <br />
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Don't complain about this hell <br />
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Nest of centipedes, lay in wait <br />
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Come ye, brave hunters, <br />
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'tis not too late! <br />
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'tis harvest season — <br />
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Who wants some? <br />
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Durian-lovers — <br />
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I bid you come!
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<h3>Publications
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<p>My poem(s), which I authored under the name "rogbeer", has/have appeared in the following (digital) publications
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<ul>
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<li>'Tilde.town: 6'. Typesetter:
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<a href="http://tilde.town/~acdw">
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'~acdw'
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</a>. (2022). p. 3.
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URL:
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<a href="http://tilde.town/~zine/issues/6/html/rogbeer/">
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http://tilde.town/~zine/issues/6/html/rogbeer/
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</a>. Accessed URL on 8 January 2023.
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<li>'Tilde.town: 3'. Editor:
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<a href="http://tilde.town/~mio">
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'~mio'
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</a>. (2019). p. 16.
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URL:
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<a href="https://tilde.town/~zine/issues/3/zine.pdf">
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https://tilde.town/~zine/issues/3/zine.pdf
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</a>. Accessed URL on 26 April 2022.
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<li>'Tilde.town: Issue 2'. Editor: '<a href="http://tilde.town/~jumblesale/">~jumblesale</a>'. (2017). p. 12. URL:
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<a href="https://tilde.town/~zine/issues/2/zine.pdf">
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https://tilde.town/~zine/issues/2/zine.pdf
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</a>. Accessed URL on 26 April 2022.
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</li>
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