Urn Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Urn



Urn

This urn
Siting diagonally
On a hill
Deeply sloped, rough
Is empty
Of pebbles, marbles

This urn
Of husks, shared-crops

No chance
Of the permutations
No winning
Lottery, raffle game

This urn
Of the deserts’ clay
Harsh, dry
White lips and skin
Of a leper
The sun-long slave
Of mines
Pyramid/factory/office
Remains
Diagonally on diagonal

Monday, May 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: solitude
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