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The King of Siam
A Poem by:
Joneve McCormick
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My betta fish is emerald blue
with a mouth wide as his head
and great thin billowy fins
When I come close
he darts to the top of his world to dance,
hungry or not
and expands like a haiku
far beyond his lines
in a space now named Siam
I turn into an ancient warrior
under his spell
- wild, cold, artful -
listening for the first sounds ever made
beyond ocean floors
and glittering stars
Joneve McCormick Copyright © 2003 |
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