Frederick Feirstein Poems

Wheeling down Main Street in technicolor light
Are Disney's heroes, our mythology,
A comfort in the middle of the night.
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Blind at first to his self-destructive drive,
The first world war would terrify and thrill him.
Likewise Freud chain-smoked cigars, although
His worried doctors told him they would kill him.
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Storytellers know what scholars learn
That we in time, because of time, must burn
And to the womb of Death we must return.
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In comedies the lucky couple wed
And didn't hide but, wakened, frolicked in bed.
Sex and love are Life, repression Death.
Zen masters teach us: Cherish your breath,
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