The Teacher of Time
Or
To Teach-her the Time
This poem is About damned time:
The name of his true Catalyst. He’d held that back, saying he’d had many: an assassin, a nine-fingered slave boy, a ship’s captain, a spoiled girl, a noble bastard. Not true. His one real Catalyst was FitzChivalry Farseer.
Robin Hobb, Assassin’s Fate
Those who can’t do, teach
Those who can’t say, reach
Those who can’t fight, feat
Those who can’t drink, eat
Those who can’t li(v)e, death
Those who can’t try, (last) breath
Those who can’t give, get
As those who can’t sigh, (fast) Me(th)
Is it Me who can’t or is it me who can?
Who can, who can, teach me about tiMe-ing?
Who can, who can, be a teacher of rhyMe-ing?
A Writer in the Shadows is who
A Teacher of Time is Who?
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