Nassy Fesharaki Poems

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631.
Day Of The Dead

Day of the dead

He is asked:
'Set the scene for your song.'
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632.
November Snow

November snow

Piece of rag on swing; tied to rope, to tree
And, she went to sky; as if she, was cloud
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633.
Torn

Torn

Half-awake, half asleep, I heard this:
'I'm Ahmad, an Afghan in London.'
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634.
Wine Cellar

Wine cellar

She stands and poses
Wood barrels scattered
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635.
November Again

November again

Long ago like today
A person had claimed
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636.
Quest

Quest

Once somewhere
With owner well-dressed in two-piece
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637.
Bp

BP

"What is BP? " I have asked,
Not of one but many
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638.
It Is Killing

It is killing
Sitting with a bald man, with high rank
He's funny; sort of dumb, handicapped
(You speak; he is busy reading a map.)
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639.
Blood Hurts

I have watched the bullfights
Matadors and the cows
In Spain, in Peru, Portugal
And blood-reaction
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640.
Ghosts

In the car and forward
In morning and too dark
Ghost came and fast crossed
Driver open-eyed
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