PU (07-01-1949 / Kutoarjo)


The little black bat
Flew in the night
Break through our the wall
Moving out the wall
Moving out the feeling of my wife
Moving out from the hidden door
From fear
Now children shriek
And ask me
Is the bat an animal?
Or their imagination

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Very good poem. Wonderful thought...10