A POET AND A POEM By Anahit Arustamyan
A POET AND A POEM
By Anahit Arustamyan poetic stories
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From my poetry book My Intoxicated Ink
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A POET AND A POEM By Anahit Arustamyan

by arustamyananahi A POET IS A POEM

How long would a poem flit across a poet's lips? Tongues! You are never tired of climbing up the hills.

Hearts! Are you really flirting in a drip of ink? Times! Your carriages are never tired of running to blink. Would a poet find a blanket made of silk?

Bitter beer wouldn't be as sweet as milk. Poet! Who knows what you drink.

I might sleep not to rise in one morning's mint . Could I be a poem recited by a rustling leaf? Who knows how poems stretch a poet's skin.

What does a poem drink to climb up the hills? A poet is a poem but who knows this.

A POET AND A POEM MY INTOXICATED INK POETRY BOOK BY ANAHIT ARUSTAMYAN

https://www.amazon.com/My-Intoxicated-Ink-Anahit-Arustamyan/dp/1537103792/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1474469029&sr=1-1&keywords=my+intoxicated+ink

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