On reading Cathay

When she entered the room I called on Cathay

Quick to boot and pay the dues to the covenant

Between man and the satan, she said ‘yes’ to

silence the heaven’s high brow caprice, not

to kill the mocking bird! She said ‘yeah I am Cathay’

Heavens were not build in a day

On a summer’s eve in retrospect

But on a whim for forseen love for the first day

of introduction to an autumnal wind!

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