September
Behind shut urban gates, a ghost remembers lost kindness, a haunting solitude.…
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From ULR
Issue 6 – Freedom
September
Shut gates seal a quiet city. A ghost remembers distant friends; September's arid metta flows.
December 1, 2021
City gates are shut.
The thoroughfares are quiet.
The pandemic threatens individual lives.
War is not over yet.
September —
friends, mates, lovers,
I long for them from a distance.
I converse with them from a distance.
From a distance I remember them.
September —
in an arid afternoon
I find myself alone, like a ghost.
In a flash I miss you.
I send metta to you;
may you be well,
from a distance.
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Maw Min Thann
Maw Min Thann classical guitarist, writer and poet, passed away from COVID-19 in his hometown of Mandalay on 29.07.2021. His guitar performances often accompanied poetry readings in Mandalay. The poem, dated 13.09.2020, was written during the first wave of COVID-19 and the lockdown in Mandalay.