Arthur James Marshall Smith

(8 November 1902 – 21 November 1980 / Montreal)

Poems of Arthur James Marshall Smith

1. Political Intelligence 1/3/2003

Political Intelligence

Nobody said Apples for nearly a minute
I thought I should die.
Finally, though, the second sardine,
from the end, on the left,
converted a try.
(It brought down the house.
The noise was terrific.
I dropped my glass eye.)

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