Colporteur (First Published In Ink Sweat And Tears) Poem by poddar kushal
Colporteur (First Published In Ink Sweat And Tears)
He abandons his car where
it exhausts all its motion.
First of his disciple, a goat,
takes a mouthful of handbills.
Hours later he can hear all
the literature rumbling.
He converts a fence into
a blur. A cloud into
a roof ornament. Balls some
words, sows them along a wall.
On a rock, sunny side up,
he sits, pats the place beside,
says, sit, son. The plants will
take their sweet time to grow up.
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