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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Chris Mooney-Singh has published several collections including 'The Laughing Buddha Cab Company' and 'The Bearded Chameleon'. His verse novel 'Foreign Madam and the White Yogi' was Commended in the Victorian Premier's Literature Awards, 2015 (Unpublished fiction category), Australia. He has stories in Singaporean and South-Asian anthologies, writes plays and children's poetry. Mooney-Singh holds PhD in Creative Writing from Monash University, Australia and teaches in the MA Creative Writing Programme at Lasalle College of the Arts. He is also a co-founder of The Writers' Centre,Singapore and Red Wheelbarrow Books.

Chris Mooney-Singh

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And so you wake up from a siesta
in the blue years of that great painter.
You see blue statues, a blue guitar,
and blue jazz pouring from a decanter.
A blue nude swims in the bedroom shallows.
Did you remember or create her?
Beyond the unmade sheets and pillows
the birds in the blue palms make a stir

like scats of jazz. They blow you to bliss;
and you can call this 'happy hour'.
Hello-goodbye curaçao kiss.
She turns her back as she turns sour.
The blue skyline is a peeping tom.
She up and leaves you, elegantly
As night steps in where the blues come from
between the end of sky and sea.