Christine Chia (b. 1979)
SELECTED POEMS
wakeful
the tropical winter rain
chilled with the monsoon wind
charms me from sleep
with its patter.Each surface:
concrete, leaves, asphalt,
the miraculous
human body running.
the feet splashing,
surrenders
a symphony of sounds that rises
to the wakeful ear.If listening is an act of love,
will you open your window?
by Christine Chia
from Separation: a history (2014)