Katerina Katsiri

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Seaside, 2008


The waves roll and knead

I am deep in the surf

Fishing

The colors of the sand shrimp

Attract ocean perch

At the seaside I wait for message

In a bottle along with Asian knick-knacks


A boat is somewhere far off

My one line, though anchored,

Hooks nothing

I leave empty


The beacon of the lighthouse

From the Promenade

When night falls

Half the sky


The other half/darkness

Embraces the moon


              Koon Kau Woon