Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Bruce

In morning and early
Sun played hide and seek
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A lonely bag

To my right a Chinese
To the left man’s oldie
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Man and nature

“Soon I will be mother.
There, he is my husband.
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I
See her butt’s crack
(Highlighted with label of her pants)
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Lost like a tiny ant in wide-mouth-bowl of milk
As it was when we had goats and sheep
The fresh foamy or bubbly milk came as string
That made a layer of fat on top; a sheet
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Hey stop; no more talk
You are wrong; have no right
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Embarrassed of myself for not having read
I approached a classmate asking question:
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Her life and our lives

Mostly was silent
I did the talking.
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Stand

In old days
As it says:
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He drove small cart
He cleans; when snow he plows.
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