The Ugliest Man In Town Poem by Artchil Daug

He was the ugliest man in town
for beauty resides in
their most delicious cake found
from the bakery
of the greatest baker that ever lived
in the golden government building
made through the crude notes
in the heavy traffic of strings
inside the music book owned
by the most beautiful man
in the twilight of eyesight;

he returned home after shaking
the hand of the baker
as if the world lost all differences;

he was not a lovable man then
and the baker not the most beautiful.