Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Was that you?

I entered and in red
Curly hair, bearded
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Why ugly?

The news called me an
“Ugly fish”
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FRG

By melted fat of a home raised lamb
Their cracked hands and feet healing
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Lost in her small face
(Covered by a flowery scarf)
Her eyes are even smaller
Like a tiny piece of cloud
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Insane

I stand
As does cat in window
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Storytelling

Miss old and ancient days
With the fat in bowl, burned
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His poems and mine

Scatter flowers
And fill up the goblets
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Neither

Am jealous of friends,
Partridge, Ostrich!
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Anvil

By exit, in bazaar
Master had small shop.
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Postman

Canada is too vast
Many times, larger than England.
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