In a smart burnoose, Khadour looked on, amused; <br />it suited him, to pick the choicest fruit <br />from market stalls, comparing each with all <br />and, smiling, then point out the Eastern style <br />allowing customers to choose what must <br />be brought to table straightway, and what ought <br />to be allowed to ripen a degree; <br />and so, politely indicate the sin <br />of thinking that the West were always best… <br /> <br /> <br />[An experiment in five-stress lines <br />internally rhyming the first, second or third foot <br />with the last (fifth) foot; <br />as an alternative to end-rhymes.. <br /> <br />The first line is from Elizabeth Bishop, <br />which promoted the experiment..; <br />comments on the effect? <br />or better, try it yourself? ]<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/is-music-mute-the-poem-s-ripened-fruit/
