The midsummer tin-roofed alphabet-schoolBurst with thirsty crows and earthen potsLong-gowned smoky-eyed phantom-teachersGuided tiny fingers along chalked lettersThe water glistened telltale in the bottomWaiting for the crows to bend and breatheDeeply over their gently moving reflectionsThe pebbles would take long time to dropIn the meantime a squeezed citrus leafMingled its delicious smell perfectly withThe lazy crow’s [...]


