The Fair – A Poem

The Fair

Drums.
Dance.
Monkey.
Paris dreams
In evening haze.
He offers Eve a ripened pear
and couples everywhere turn to each other and kiss.

©elsp 2025

If you’re interested in the form of the poem, it’s a Fib. More on Fibonacci poetry here. More of my ekphrastic poetry – matching works of art that feature food or cooking, with poetry – here.