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Herman (Free verse) by richa
Like the fern burnt by frost
planted in north's shade
is the hermit. A strange
alphabet of runes and figures
played out
has left him left out. But we
feel no sadness,
we are bees at a honeypot;
he has no sweet tooth.
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