I’ve been experimenting in 2-minute poems: poems that I compose in two minutes. Yes, I even time myself.
This is one I wrote while cruising the waters of Inle Lake with my aunt and uncle. I took this picture from our boat. During dry season, the waters recede to reveal the Buddhas within each pagoda.
The Buddhas Below
Buddhas, biomes, brothels,
In dark places
Though dim: a light
Hope breeds in backwaters
(from " 2-minute poem B" by shamash)