Tong Fuk, March 2011

Hello, cawed a crow from the pandan tree,
against late afternoon’s lazy rays
falling flat across Tong Fuk beach;
you, kilted in your canary fleece,
with Esther, still a cocooned papoose
in the terracotta baby wrap;
Diana, wearing her salmon shorts,
holding her angel down to dip
its little wooden feet in the sea,
mirrored in the sand’s clear glass.