Note: This is the third in a series of six sequential poems by Jack Callan of Norfolk, written upon viewing a television feature highlighting a Spanish woman's dream of becoming a matador, and who has become successful in the Spanish bullring. Over the next five days, the remaining poems will appear in sequence.
I have strong arms
and fold
a dainty shirt.
The bull
has been provoked,
hopefully,
to kill me.
Maybe I
will be buried
in this open land,
maybe not.
a candle
can be lit
anywhere.
(c)Jack Callan 2010
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