The Country Of My Body Poem by Max Reif

The Country Of My Body

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The country of my body
has narrow boundaries.
Here in this small place,
Fate has alotted my task:

to work the fields of joy and sorrow,
harvest the fruits of my actions,
and contemplate their sweet
and bitter residues.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Raynette Eitel 07 October 2005

In this brief poem is the metaphor of a poet and all he does. I love it, Max. Raynette

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Uriah Hamilton 07 October 2005

A poet's work is never done, but someone has to do it.

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