Kopecks Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Kopecks



Kopecks

Had to go to the TIFF
For court the plaintiff
I opened closet
Found black trousers.

This I wore in Iran
And wore it in Russia
Saw Kopecks in pocket
Came alive signs of past.

Saw me walk as the man
Who I was; what I did!

The black trousers and
The things discovered
Sort of sign to heaven.

Monday, September 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: remembrance
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