Who Can Be? Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Who Can Be?



Who can be?

On Bloor, Ossington
an old man, meek and weak…
has beard like a goat
wide at top, narrows low
his head is mature ram
with two horns; one each side
at centre hairless, bald
he bends, kneels for Nickle
or a dime …

Makes me think…

Sunday, November 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: observation,obsession
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