TEMASEK
Deprived of you, history and sense
Turn quicksilver. In my grieving side
Grammars of living break their tense,
Diminish tact, impatience, pride,
Other contraries of soft power
That override or humble fact, debate,
The sea's recession or the faded flower.
I wonder if, again, old fashioned Fate,
Jealously ruminates in secret, rides
Us creatures who celebrate or rue.
I am bare. Unknowing, the world derides
My acts, my silences...deprived of you.
Edwin Thumboo
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