Richmond Upon Thames Poem by Stephen Brian Brady
Richmond Upon Thames
I read my poem
about the maroon fairy
to a goose with orange legs
maybe it was the clash of colours
or the aroma of a varnish- flavoured sorbet
that caused him to stand stock-still
in front of the boat-house milk-bar
who's Oberon?
king of the fairies
I like the bit about
a cowslip-bell of dew he said
and
with a backward glance
his head turned one hundred and eighty degrees
does he have orange legs?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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