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by his own hand:
'A minor poet
not conspicuously dishonest'
by Rakosi:
'A crafty poet
not conspicuously minor'
into whose eyes
no man entered.
His smile:
a boy of six.
But what's
the fox
lurking in
that look of wonder?
Antipodes slightly mad
have flushed this face:
the hardy peasant.
From The Poetry Review 3&4 (1976/77).
Reproduced with the permission of Marilyn Kane, Literary Executor for the Estate of Callman Rawley, a.k.a. Carl Rakosi.