travessa da sé

macau street ©papa osmubal

macau street ©papa osmubal


travessa da sé

lili han

boats glazed in tiles
stand a distance from her steps
on the paved stone

black waves
pride of the sailing age
in her shadow
blind yellow leaves
their seasonal ceremony

baptize her
in breeze
from above

an annoying day
she thinks to herself

dust rises
in the rain of leaves
she only sees panda, lollipop and golden key
sneer at her vain work
of a common broom
against the stones
of over four hundred years
she sighs
but she forgets a fact

the church is before her
even this moment

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