Nassy Fesharaki

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Toronto`s Guitar - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Toronto’s guitar

Like the birds of Attar
My guitar

Made of that maple tree
(Lived for one-fifty.)
Whispering sweetly
In roar and silently
The been-seen history

Once again a crime
See Queen 9-9-9.

Topic(s) of this poem: historical

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 6, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, March 6, 2015

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