The Beggar of Bath
The fountain, outside the bar- in the plaza,
where high spirited people throw pennies
late at night- has none at dawn, but soggy
leaves, ditto cigarette butts and coke cans.
At daytime a well dressed beggar sits near,
the fountain, clean hands he has, looks so
middleclass that people warm to him, smile
and throw big coins into his expensive hat.
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
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