Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 7,519 Points (Dec 29 / Iran)

Front - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Toronto is ugly
Front St. is ugly
The sidewalk is ugly
Driving salty car is ugly
The steam tuned cloud is ugly
Bundled men and women are ugly
The frozen salt on dead asphalt is ugly

It is cold
In minus
With the chill
With the feel
It is colder
It is hell
Frozen

Bicycles broken, are still tied down and abandoned
Front between Bay and Yonge is closed; no parking

It’s on Yonge
And my eyes:
“A woman in skirt”
Though ugly is sexy
And I see some lady
No one else; an only


Like steam from the nose, underground and buildings
Smokers are kicked out to smoke cigarette; near gates

The Front, road of joy and movements; summer times
The Front, long baby at the feet of CN; Toronto-pride
The Front, the border between land and the lake, piers
Has turned cold and ugly regardless CBC, hotels there


My building of poem is copied. It’s building on Front
In front of Royal, that’s ugly.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 23, 2014


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