The First Open Mic

A tall, lean boy with
Laurel on his head,
His loose muslin gown ruffling
In the soft afternoon breeze,
Walks up to the stage,
Beside the River Arno, and says:
My name is Dante.
Im just gonna read three poems.

Bibek Adhikari

Poetry by Bibek
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Written on 2017-04-20 at 06:18

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Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
I love this! Very well done.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Well done! I really enjoyed this.