David Wright

An Agnostic Gets A Shave In Pakistan - Poem by David Wright

A sunny, late summer day
in a wooden chair in 1963
outside in a mountain valley.

The barber has one eye
and a straight razor
in his right hand
and He stands over me,
all powerful.

I grin up at Him and I lift my neck
for Him to shave under my beard
and He grins back.

At least it could have been Him,
but we don't speak the same language
so I wonder if this might be so,
and had I just met Him through this
one-eyed barber in Kaghan Valley.

I still don't know if He and I
speak the same language.

But we might have grinned once.

Comments about An Agnostic Gets A Shave In Pakistan by David Wright

  • (8/18/2009 2:33:00 AM)

    Oh what a complete and vivid description (Report) Reply

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  • (10/29/2008 1:31:00 PM)

    Good One David! :)
    Kaghan is a beautiful place, isn't it?
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  • (6/11/2006 7:12:00 AM)

    if only you know the language of SMILE. :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 10, 2005

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 10, 2005

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