Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Librarian

Her room, her office, elastic is
Expands and retracts
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The Cantos

Ezra,
Did you see my horse?
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Leap in time

Niches in the mud wall, whitish plaster places
Apples and quinces lay there in plates; scents
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Women

You
The bases of being and becoming
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I look at my nails
Uneven, worn, cracked
Never manicured, pedicured
These tools, my axes, picks; buckets
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Lotfi

He was a musician
Great was in white
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What the hell

Biting on a greasy chicken leg
Stomach roars, needs to vomit
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Child eater

These halves are the same
Not two parts of the apple
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Murderer

Good for me and neighbors
‘All Chinese'
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Blok

It is long past midnight
I'm fighting, with Blok
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