Otolith Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Otolith



Otolith

Like child
Waking up into dark
Rubbing eyes
Yet no light

I read
And listen, still lost
Shakespeare and Rumi
I'm blind

Names march
March and march
With actions
With changes, now, before

I, an observer
In the cave
Shades, shadows on the wall
Plato's

Sunday, July 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: solitude
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