Margaret Feliciano

(Bronx, New York)

Small Talk About Daisy - Poem by Margaret Feliciano

"Who is Daisy?" you might ask.
"Daisy is my kitchen clock."

She possesses hands and numerals
Black as ebony,
A face as yellow as sunshine
And round as the silver moon.

Oh! I thing Daisy has fun
With her incessant
Audible throughout
Disturbing to some,
But not to me!

For day and night,
Fawn or evening
This clock keeps ticking
Breaking silence that oppresses
In a home
That's seldom visited.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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