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  April 2019
volume 16 number 1
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    Walter Ruhlmann works as an English teacher, edits Datura, and Beakful and Urtica. He has published twenty-four chapbooks and poetry collections both in French and English, and hundreds of poems worldwide. His blogs http://thenightorchid.blogspot.fr/ and
Night Orchid

   

 

Leprechaun

He sands in the sunshine,
wet and dripping,
his skin tanning,
probably with images
billowing out in his head.
Jobless, harmed, down,
you once thought he was made of plastic
for he never complains when he hurts himself.
Now you know invisible bruises stained him
forever.
They marked his brain,
tainted his will,
spotted his bravery,
soiled his strength.

Still, he sands in the sunshine,
hard-working man,
penniless, he can only counts
on you for his sustainment,
sustenance, subsistence,
the food in his plate,
the clothes on his back,
still aching – insatiably.
No violin, no pipe,
no top hat, no red beard,
no pot of shining coins,
just a sander
to work the match box
he will be buried in.

copyright 2019 Walter Ruhlmann