A Young Boy's Magic Shirt
A Turkman tunic
for life's misfortunes:
A tribal gift to grant the young boy ease
the work - supposedly -
of women blessed by God, from seven squares
gifts from seven tents.
beads, bells, coins, shells, were all sewn on to pledge
him health, fertility and wealth.
for length and vigour for the tribal line
was in the ragged, unhemmed lower edge.
What do we know of threats of yesteryear?
In our more sterile times, its magic power
still rattles our cerebral calm -
to what our learning's lost: its grip on fear.
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My poem above is a sonnet, a version of one I posted many moons ago, but one that never really worked for me in its traditional form. The mufti mentioned above lies in the lineation. If you're wondering what this has to do with the masterclass, just follow the link and see for yourself. I promise that you will not be disappointed!
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