Snow flecked with orange as if it fell from the sun.
A shambles of ripped branches.
The ground has grown lemons and bright hailstones.
Yellow wasps attack the cold air.
In two hours it will be summer again.
The yard and the year, will recover.
Here snow is never seasonable.
A deep freeze is what we fear.
The trees, so young, already yield a past:
We planted the lemon in sawdust and sand,
stray cat litterbox, the yard’s bad patch.
Iron nails rust at the roots of the lime
Asia-Pacific Writers supports S.E.A.Write Festival 2012
Asia-Pacific Writers (AP Writers) will hold its inaugural gathering in Bangkok, Thailand, 5-9 November 2012, to dovetail with this year’s Southeast Asian Writers’ (S.E.A.Write) Festival and Gala Awards.
AP Writers (http://www.apwriters.com) is working with the S.E.A.Write Organising Committee to bring together the 2012 S.E.A. Write award winners with translators, festival directors from around the world, publishing