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A woman knows Confucius


Telephone Conversation the face of the Friedrich von Schille
Theocritus
man she loves as a
by Wole Soyinka Wang Wei
sailor knows the
open sea. Constantine P Cavaf
The price seemed reasonable, location Sappho
Indifferent. The landlady swore she lived • Honore de Boris Pasternak
Off premises. Nothing remained
Balzac Johann Wolfgang vo
But self-confession. "Madam" , I warned,
"I hate a wasted journey - I am African." Rainer Maria Rilke
Silence. Silenced transmission of pressurized good-breeding. Voice, when it Anna Akhmatova
came, Muhammad Shanaz
Lipstick coated, long gold-rolled
Kapardeli Eftichia
Cigarette-holder pipped. Caught I was, foully.
"HOW DARK?"...I had not misheard...."ARE YOU LIGHT OR VERY DARK?"
Button B. Button A. Stench Poets by Type
Of rancid breath of public hide-and-speak.
Red booth. Red pillar-box. Red double-tiered 18th Century Poets
Omnibus squelching tar. Anarchist Poets
It was real! Shamed Nobel Poets
By ill-mannered silence, surrender
Lyric Poets
Pushed dumbfoundment to beg simplification.
Considerate she was, varying the emphasis- Epic Poets
"ARE YOU DARK? OR VERY LIGHT" Revelation came Sufi Poets
"You mean- like plain or milk chocolate?" Romantic Poets
Her accent was clinical, crushing in its light Beat Poets
Impersonality. Rapidly, wave-length adjusted Modernist Poets
I chose. "West African sepia"_ and as afterthought.
Poet Laureate
"Down in my passport." Silence for spectroscopic
Flight of fancy, till truthfulness chaged her accent Harlem Renaissance
Hard on the mouthpiece "WHAT'S THAT?" conceding "DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT IS." "Like brunette." Feminist Poets
"THAT'S DARK, ISN'T IT?"
"Not altogether.
Facially, I am brunette, but madam you should see the rest of me. Palm of my hand, soles of my feet.
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Are a peroxide blonde. Friction, caused- War
Foolishly madam- by sitting down, has turned
Loss
My bottom raven black- One moment madam! - sensing
Her receiver rearing on the thunderclap Poetry
About my ears- "Madam," I pleaded, "wouldn't you rather 35 fot Peace
See for yourself?"
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