Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Waste

I recall fallen leaves
for the goats, and the sheep.
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Shout out-loud

Let us move
Take my hand
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Devil peeks

On my right pass the bikes
Women are old and young
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Queen of Ireland

Maeve is queen of Ireland
but unlike ancestors
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Bicycle

Doubtlessly it is cold
To trees he ties horse
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Biking in the cold

Overcoat light and thick
fur covers around neck
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Toilet

You are bud
filled with life
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Like Metro in Paris

As I did in metro
in Paris, years ago
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Couples

I catch them as crows; steal soap
or when owl catches mouse.
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Proud

He inside Bus-Stop, and pride
has filled him; his head up.
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