No Blossom Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

No blossom

Plan was filming the blossoms
-instead came snow
-funny world

Snow is a bride
-a nymphet
-Aphrodite
-but she is
-unfaithful
-dissipates
-in no time

Widower I remain if in love
-but she is my bride
-so go out

I knew with tears in my eye
-empty found the bed
-she was gone

By the time I returned
-could sing song
-Cecilia
-of Simon-Garfunkel

Her remains in my eyes
-still was visible
-on trunks of trees
-scattered, here, there

But smell everywhere
-I feel her as felt her
-in the eye of my mind

Looking at the clouds
-that show me my power
-I find the trace of Indian
-after death of husband
-in white but
-neither sharp nor bright
-I too am some cloud…