Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Not far from his home
A magic tree stands
Alone, free
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Epic

Poor man's car
Broken; window down
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Dear cousin

My cousin
(Some say that we two are,)
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In lawyer's office

With her hat, wide brim, straw and black
She is so well-dressed, rose blouse, short skirt
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Yellow beaked it is black; spotty
Just left leg and alive; struggles
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Alfalfa

It is rain, it is storm
Wind and gust take the soul
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Right on time, lights went out
'Be anew' kick-start
And she talked:
'Must believe in your heart, cyclical, ' etc.
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Helen of Troy

In her eyes a bucket
I, canvas
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Hell is left

Piece of food on the road
Abandoned
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He wrote a poem
He wrote of feeling holes in tongue
Poetic ambiguity
“Your word’s a bullet in my tongue.”
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