Felix Dennis

Felix Dennis, Poet, Publisher and Tree Planter

The Potter’s Pot

Trapped between reality
And irony— we halt;
Stripped of false neutrality,
Each perfects a fault.

Armour plate your levity—
(Don Quixote’s jest),
Wield the axe of brevity—
(Oscar did it best).

Faithless as a fer-de-lance
Helmeted in wit,
Life, with foul insouciance,
Grins back in the slit.

Mandalay, Mustique February 10, 2008

And, strange to tell, among that Earthen Lot
Some could articulate, while others not:
And suddenly one more impatient cried –
“Who is the Potter, pray, and who the Pot?”

from The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám (LXXIV)
Translated into English in 1859 by Edward FitzGerald

This poem is a work in progress. It is incomplete, unfinished and has not been revised. It is meant only to offer a glimpse into the notebook of a poet at work. Please do not post it onto other sites or publish it in any form without this notice being attached. Thank you — Felix Dennis

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