Lit With Me


Literature made easy, I think.


Shirley Geok-lin Lim

Late through October the leaves change colour.
The season has been around so long most
Do not see it go to winter.
From our window-height we watch the year close
In the trees. About us, the rural land
Reflects the sunlight. Far away,
Unglimpsed, the Atlantic makes a band
Of mirrors for Massachusetts. Today,
The scene is exulting: to air and light
Houses, trees and highways seem sensible
Moment to moment; till we can quite
Imagine this world invisible
As instinct on the flood for home
From which all exiled landscapes come.


A Survey of Malaysian Poetry in English
Journal article by C. S. Lim; World Literature Today, Vol. 74, 2000


Filed under: All poetry, Malaysian Literature, Malaysian poetry,

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