Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Show, don’t tell

Uneven is parking
Water filled, is a ditch
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Maxim Gorky

I know you with limits
Your mustache is vivid
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My friend, my friend, my friend
My friends in Ukraine
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Dementia

He cried and I saw
He looked far and I know
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In this day
Anniversary of genocide
I swear he is Hutu
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F-snow
Sky fights
And birds sing
Is spring, surely not?
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“My son too, ” he cries
“As are yours, is killed; gone.”
And tear pours like rain
And aloof he stands on the side,
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Sexism

I write of man and wife
The past norm as it must,
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History's judgment

I tried to be stile, for long time
I walked the track miles and miles.
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Rats

'Dig a hole' said expert.
'Drop some, feed them well.
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