Tonight's Poet Corner: Calaban
Calaban
by Belinda Roddie
Nothing stings so much
as the
salt from an old man's staff,
pushing you away from tides
and forcing you to drink
hot imported brine, as your
southern hospitality is
re-used in jars
to be unscrewed only by a
magician's hands;
to be
abused only by a magician's
hands.
by Belinda Roddie
Nothing stings so much
as the
salt from an old man's staff,
pushing you away from tides
and forcing you to drink
hot imported brine, as your
southern hospitality is
re-used in jars
to be unscrewed only by a
magician's hands;
to be
abused only by a magician's
hands.
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