From: Tyer Min Wai
EMail: bookwormz_99@yahoo.com
Here is a poem by Tyer Min Wai from MahayThi 11/00 by Zaw Zaw Aung. Rather put it in Burmese to scan on Photo Album, I would like to deconstruct it in English!! :)
The Cow
1. The yellow flower was sliced to feed a Kitty named A Rose.
2. The Shriek of a fallen train was picked up from tiles.
3. A branch of blossom was measured with every Sunday as a gift.
4. Never had I realized that the thing smeared with my whole life could be melted as mud.
5. Not to be surprised...
6. While begging not to be left behind... like a toy-cow made of a branch..left behind.
On second thought, I would rather put back in Burmese, is it?
:)