Nassy Fesharaki

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For That Guest - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

For that guest

You go and have some fun
I go work, have no time.

In the age that I am
Death comes and knocks at door.

I think of suitcases
books, notebooks, videos
and photos of research
must make sure are arranged.

The writers and poets are all mess
have notes and half-written everywhere.

But Hafez,
of him we, have one book
nothing more.

Not that he wrote just this
he was well-planned to clean
I must too…
must manage to arrange
develop, present, or shred,
if not a bonfire…

Topic(s) of this poem: age


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 21, 2015



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