A student to his teacher - For Mike

A student to his teacher:

Tell me sadiqi, have I found
A teacher to my eager mind?
Am I the Eliot to your Pound?

My muse whose wheels forever grind,
Does wish to be the second sun,
The right hand to a kindred kind.

I’m Dickinson, you Higginson.
I travel your beloved road,
To me you’re not just anyone:

You are Verlaine to my Rimbaud...
I follow gladly, keep you straight,
You write a book, I wrote this ode.

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Terza Rima,
Tribute to Michael Coy,

March 24, 2017,
Copyright © Darren White