The Shark-Feast Poem by Rahman Henry
The Shark-Feast
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The harbor spouts with spicy-fragrant;
And
We move from side to side in search of a ship—
Europe, tell your union:
Hunters will not have to send.
The seaport becomes brighter— spicy-forests tossing nearer;
The bay of Bengal is almost prepared:
In flocks, It's the small fish who will celebrate Shark-feast.
Thursday, December 20, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: fish,metaphor,victory
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5/2/2024 8:10:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
threaten writing- Europe, tell your union: Hunters will not have to send. and brave-heart utterance- The bay of Bengal is almost prepared ... small fish will celebrate Shark-feast /// its greatly metaphorical poem