I am History. ...
What followed is history.
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Sorry it was simple,
Plain… that it was not
Hidden – as in a dimple,
In a Gordian knot,
Stowed, concealed, lie riddles –
Answers in disguise:
Just untie their middles,
Blindfolds pull from eyes
To behold the maddening
Fiddle of earthly dance:
Crazy bow and gladdening,
Misconstrued, askance –
Glance of strings, faults fraught with
Secrets ringing true
In a silence taut with
Tea that I’ll now brew.
Fall 2015
Baku