Who will be strong for me?

i’m a nothing
– like gaps in a bamboo fence
letting in every inferior thing –

woman with no man


Cimetière of tradition

Pay homage to the departed

A collection of villages, this
hectare of cobbled lanes,
elaborate tombs, the size
of small houses.

Long-standing tradition –
resting place.

A code of conduct
for homages, to the
noteworthy graves:
This stately quarter doesn’t rock after dark.

(but night owls will find plenty of options nearby)


(Found poetry – Words from Lonely Planet, Paris Encounter, May 2007)