Poems by Sukasah Syahdan
Maids
... the invisible hands evince ...
Is It Your Writing
... that immures its meaning ...
The Wind Had Forgotten
... the wind had forgotten ...
Imminent Cullings
... count your blessings little ...
Reunion
... the girls and boys we wereb) ...
Last Nights Encounter
... gave the little rat and me ...
To the Left and Right
... the fan shakes its head ...
The Haikus Sorry
... the haiku's sorry ...
Had it Not Been
... for the accident in Cilegon ...
Too Much Writing
... fatigued my master's hand: ...
Im Sending My Hello
... I'm sending my hello ...
True Fighters of Poverty
... true fighters of poverty don't say it-- it's no thing to do with words ...
A Tollroad
... a long and cold vanity ...
Dear Parents
... dear parents hoary and weatherbeaten silently take turns ailing ...
This is What You Got
... this is what you got with a free email midwifery ...
