Violinist Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Violinist
Violinist
On roadside; in brown
Looked as if hard pulled pork
Part fried, part smoked.
On two legs he stood
Had round neck to skies.
Hands funny and his thighs,
Took shapes turned tree trunk
Without but as if pump
Blew air from his underneath.
Seemed balloon but was not
He played violin…
Wednesday, August 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: observation
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