“ A Loaf of Bread ” ~ a jug of wine, and thou ~

Held loaf of bread,

A jug of wine

And thou he’d said,

Be propitious find

Tho but line I read,

Fixed state of mind

Tho barb now dead,

Lived poetry’s sage

Long ago far ahead,

Of creation engaged

Tho of ancient past,

Did inspire persuade

Every nuance he cast,

Be a tableau each page

Stated words of Khayyâm!

 

                                                         ode to a great poet and polymath

                                                                   © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

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“ Daily Bread ” ~ not ate but read ~

 

Said daily bread

Give us this day,

Tho I’ve fine gueule

Sufficient to say,

Not ate but read

Of present state,

Be that its stead

On its way down,

Suffering be fed

By venal clowns,

Meant so sustain

Chose status quo

Of vanquished lot,

Hanging its claim

On shovelled rot,

Will too soon learn

Be but a thwarting plot!