“i bring my kiasu friend to the airport leavings are never easy, not for long and though we both saw blur along the way memories flooded present tensions. in the curry of his life no lemak remained so now the predictable exit signalled the end of his roundings, his bombings– he can bluff like hell, ma, he got style– and left me thinking about home, my kampong.” HomePoetryPoetPoemLeavingVillageSingapore Pioneer PoetKirpal SinghSingapore PoetryKampong Book:The Best of Kirpal Singh Source: The Best of Kirpal Singh
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“writing home" here in the wilderness of australia writing home becomes easy in spite of the spreading wild fires there is less heat, more certainty. writing home, writing this i think of those without real homes– our city, people say, provides houses which do not, often, bring one home.” PoetryLiteraturePoetSingaporeKirpal Singh Book:The Best of Kirpal Singh Source: The Best of Kirpal Singh