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Donald Friend,
Sri Lanka
semi-ekphrastic
on the island of the young brown flesh
under ripe at times and yet
still ready to pluck
some would call this interest Socratic
classical, at least
an eye is for detail
and here’s the fort with all its ghosts
the village and all intrigue
passages just as dreamt
the figures could be human
belong here
unlike these few of us exempt from time
and from the other rules
still follow a path winds round the day
and up hill, down, out
a breeze about bronze buttock
if you get my thrust
that’s downtime for the genius
otherwise all brush
where every colour’s caught for bright
each as not before
and this was a kind of education
judge not lest
ye
easy to say
bring me my glasses, g & t
give me punka wallah, wide veranda
and after, in the inner glow
a lovely cup of tea
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