Perhaps it is a peculiarity of mine that despite the fact that I am a professional performer, it is true that I have always preferred playing without an audience."
—Bill Evans
haiku tree
my little bird has come back
to roost
My Malay friend jokes that he has special privileges so I must treat him Special. I say No Way unless he has big fat talent like Tun Mahathir who can write till the sun comes down to kiss him on the cheek, or Siti Nurhaliza who can sing till all the birds stop their song to listen to hers or Chef Wan who can get all the world to feast with him. Special privileges for him but Special treatment for those who work their butt out to shine. Get it.. I give him a slap on the back.
twilight
in the distance sky
the cross
empty nest (untended)
five torquoise blue eggs
warm my sight
rice harvesting season
the birds too excited
with songs...
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