• _yfa__ 6w

    Ferry port people

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    Badjao

    A coin is plunked into the water;
    It sinks and glints in the depth
    Of about four fathoms or more...
    A mother fastens her infant secure on her back, their tan glistens in the sun...
    A breath-full they fill their lungs
    And the grotesque form slips
    Into a clear turquoise breadth-
    A dance-like silhouette
    Slithering deeper than deep...
    Effortless it lives there for a minute or so
    Until the glint disappears;
    And the mother and child resurface,
    With a small wooden boat they rejoin,
    In the baby’s little hand is the coin!

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