Poem

         

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And, suddenly I said –

      I love little yellow foxes.

Why? They asked amazed

   Well why?

     Because I do not see-

     - I laughed

     Indeed it was

     quite amusing;

    they knew I used to love

  little blackandredandblue ravens

    but the foxes?

And do you still love little

  blackandredandblue ravens?

  I was asked

but of course I do I replied

feeding little green eyed dog

with bloody red liquid foam

   I must feed with something

  the little yellow foxes!

how stupid, I thought

         the foam I loved just as much

     they are all.

 

 Dionysius Dean Alexander Nicholson

 

Previously published in

KRITYA, India (Volume II/Part XI, March 2007) and

The Great Works, UK (Issue 9.1 — June 24, 2007)