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Gamelan
by
Hsien Min Toh
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It wasn't Hang Tuah who was sent to borrow
A divine gamelan, though my knowledge
Of Malay mythology is narrow.
His kris, being wavy, never had a dull edge,
And he set out instead to steal another's
Fiancée for his sultan. What a rakish
Admiral! How dangerously his rudders
Must close upon the edges of the brackish!
I imagine how a gamelan would sound:
Like fatted droplets on a rainforest floor,
High branches swishing to a stray macaque,
And, somewhere darkly close and underground,
A river rumbling on its determined tour
Inside the granite where it's good as black.
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Hsien
Min Toh is the author of two collections
of poetry, Iambus (1994)
and The Enclosure of Love (2001).
His work has been published internationally
in journals such as Acumen,
Atlanta Review, London
Magazine,
Oxford Poetry and Poetry
Ireland Review, among others.
He is also the Founding Editor
of the Quarterly
Literary Review Singapore,
the leading literary journal in Singapore,
and
a recipient of the Shell-National
Arts Council Scholarship for the
Arts.
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