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SARE, Vol. 59, Issue 2 | 2022

136 | Tneh David C.E. Tneh

Universiti Tunku Abdul Rahman, Malaysia

Orchard Scenes

Grandmother and grandfather

would walk gingerly up the muddy paths, each clutching a basket with shears while feeling the breeze from the

north-easterly winds.

The raked leaves and loosened soil accompany the cangkul.

An old clipper and a rattan basket filled with young lime leaves

soon leave a fragrant and zesty scent lingering on the orchard grounds.

They would then sit

next to a tool shed while watching the sun slowly rising,

its glow slowly heating the rusted sheets with a reddish warm brightness.

A palette of memories

and the tingling warmth of the sun with the humid breeze

would drape the surrounding hills with a blanket of thoughts.

Memories of a marriage

and the loud bursting of firecrackers and bowls of steamed rice

with chicken, laced with sesame oil and spring onions.

Memories of a favourite grandchild and second auntie pinching

the chubby cheeks of a grumpy baby boy.

Memories of candour, of youthful hope and love, joy and sorrow,

a basking of emotions under the evening sun.

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SARE, Vol. 59, Issue 2 | 2022

137 | Tneh

Salted Fish

The wispy charcoal flames brew silently under

the black wok patiently waiting for

the scaly salt-encrusted gelama.

The embers flicker within the red charcoal stove;

tiny embers falling through the cracks into the

crowded bottom pit.

Wispy smoke gathers on the brownish oil cascading upwards.

The oily smoke rises to the tin roof

as second brother peers from the rusty door

to the broken window pane of the tiny kitchen.

Grandmother gingerly lays the tiny salted fish into the thin lard oil, worrying

about the small pot of rice at the corner of the kitchen.

The pot looks destitute and forlorn against the smoky black wok, the hot oil consumes the salted fish ferociously and a distinct smell permeates the kitchen, the smell of the salty seas.

Grandmother looks ahead and worries about the clay pot of rice and how small

it looked in the corner while the fried salted fish crackles fragrantly in the hot wok.

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