each one a voice from a distant shore
You put one to my ear and told me I would hear the sea.
A gazillion coin tricks
ok…maybe more like 5 or 7.
You’d rub a coin into your arm
then make it appear from behind your ear.
A dark mottled brown shell
the sound of a tempest far away
you were the wizard who could
steer the boat safely to shore.
A slim green shell
that could hold a cigarette.
You made smoke come out of your ears
after taking a breath from this ‘pipe’.
An almost translucent white shell
barely a whisper of a wind.
Your life was full of mystery
stories that could not possibly fit into a lifetime.
Opera troupe performer, manager of a tin mine,
surviving the second world war,
bicycle shop, Leong Hin Electric.
Today, people dedicate their lives to a profession.
10,000 hours and so on.
You adapted to whatever was needed
for those times.