Taiwan Blues

Blue magpies return,
on cancelled flights.
ice-cream vans play tunes
from the old days.
A fragrance of histories mingling.

Fog-filled harbours,
and the taste of atemoya.
Late spring rain,
and people seem more honest.
On this island, dreams are mild stones – the way I like it.

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