Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Anew

I want to make a bomb.
We decide what to come.
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Lottery

Too many, even I in a way, are aware of the math
Our chance of winning a lottery.
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Ballerina

Was early; closed eye to sleep.
Had dream.
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Promenade

We conversed
He well-versed:
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Names talk

This place, Center and the Bathurst
Is filled with the Jewish immigrants.
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Judy

One goes down in a side, as North Mall
Another, climbs up, other side.
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Food corner

In front see old days and forest
The beetles, ants and rest.
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Grandchild

Oh tears, I beg you
Remain there, be hidden
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Peoples’ jewellery

Two floors filled with shops
Tim Horton, Aroma, and Garage
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The poor

The Poor laughed to a call:
“Hey”
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