Grandeur Way Poem by Anatoly Kudryavitsky

Grandeur Way



More winters or just this one.
—Horace

The Hydra-headed father of the nation looks like the day you meet him. He is sick to his lobbies, his airports swell but he'll survive a bout of motleyness.
He uncled many nomads and expellies who disguise their true navels with raggery. His second ugliest head is heavy-jawed about it.
According to The Hades News, he has inherited a little acre in Tartarus. This gives him a hellish pleasure, but claiming his fortune for him, being immortal, can prove difficult. Still, history keeps trying until it succeeds.

Wednesday, December 20, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: power,tyrant
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First published in Shot Glass Journal #22, May 2017.
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