KASSAD
KASSAD KADDAB*
A poet is a liar Twisting tales to
fit the storyline (not to mention what
we do with statistics) Pulling words from
his song to finish mine Dressing up the
sunshine: light splashed light flowed light kissed
Making this dun-colured day riotous gunmetal grey
Promising bliss where there is none to follow The
tortoise beetle wears a fecal shield to protect it from
its enemies No protection for the minstrel who steals
your best ideas
The poet goads you into believing that it might not be
such a bad thing after all waiting for the world to end
Unwind the delicate shroud dig that hole deeper! Fear not
You have only borrowed the dust it was never yours for keeping
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Winter 2014 *Three Small Parables For My Poet Friends Stanley Kunitz 1985
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