Margo Roby spent the first twenty years of her life in Hong Kong, where her parents met and married and stayed. She spent the second twenty years of her life following her army husband around the world with their two children. The second twenty overlapped with the third by two years. Her husband’s last posting was Jakarta, Indonesia where they lived for twenty years while Margo taught at the international school. Now retired and living in Atlanta, Margo can concentrate her energy on poetry for the next twenty.
Visit her blogsite, http://margoroby.wordpress.com/ for poetry prompts and insights.
► Margo's Origami micro-chapbooks & selected poems are available below.
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Origami Micro-Chapook |
Selected Poem(s) |
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{mooblock=Tsunami: Aftermath}
An elderly woman shuffles through
the debris, using the broken shaft of a golf club as a makeshift cane.
A few people wander the mud-
flats picking over the rubble--
the wave has swallowed roads,
gulped buildings, devoured lives,
leaving behind an unfamiliar
landscape made up of a strange new fabric: morgues, evacuation centers, a vast expanse of mud--
and everywhere, a silence
uncomfortable, as if waiting. •
Margo Roby © 2011
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Cover art by Jan Keough |
{mooblock=Jakarta Street Market}
As I walk up the street
in the no colour of a newly washed dawn before me just over a rise explode a mass of little yellow suns glowing in their yellowness a mound of squash rising off the gray and dirty pavement. •
Margo Roby © 2010
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The flame trees spread
in a line like a vermilion gash across the throat of the mountain. •
Margo Roby © 2010
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