“…the slightest orb”: (Merchant of Venice, Act V, scene i)
- “…the slightest orb”(Merchant of Venice, Act V, scene i)
He smokes on the terracewatching the star betweenthe palms, the humming pearlslipping through the long greenlashes as a breeze bendsthe lines of sight then curlsacross his face and chest.Gently his sullennessis shamed away,he almost hears the music,his muddy vesture of decaynot quite so grossly closed in. [End Page 79]
Clifford Paul Fetters
Clifford Paul Fetters has poems published or forthcoming in The Main Street Rag, Cross Currents, The Oxford American, Poetry East, Appalachia, The New York Review of Books, The Seattle Review, The Willow Review, 5AM, William & Mary Review, Ibbetson Street Press, The Wisconsin Review, and many others. He lives in Miami with his writes-like-a-dream wife, Debra Dean.
