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Magician<\/b><\/p>\n
Master of misdirection, distraction, illusion,
\nable to grab your attention, to hypnotize
\nand amaze you with outrageous stunts,<\/p>\n
he points to respected figures while
\nhe does what he accuses others of. He grabs
\nyou when and where you least expect it,<\/p>\n
turns your attention elsewhere as he picks
\nyour pocket, steals your wallet, pilfers
\nthe treasury. Watch him do exactly<\/p>\n
what he said he wouldn\u2019t do. He promises
\nhe can fix anything, levitate, has received honors,
\nmade billions, can win over any enemy.<\/p>\n
Shine a light to reveal his strings. Who\u2019s
\nthe puppet, who the puppeteer? In court, let his
\naccomplices take their public bows.<\/p>\n
He swears to produce something from nothing,
\ncoal jobs will return, all hardships disappear.
\nSoon, watch him vanish into warmer air.<\/p>\n
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Joan Mazza<\/b> has worked as a medical microbiologist, psychotherapist, and has taught workshops nationally with a focus on understanding dreams and nightmares. She is the author of six books, including Dreaming Your Real Self <\/i>(Penguin\/Putnam), and her poetry has appeared widely, including\u00a0 Rattle, The MacGuffin,<\/i> and The Nation.<\/i> She lives in rural central Virginia. www.JoanMazza.com<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Magician Master of misdirection, distraction, illusion, able to grab your attention, to hypnotize and amaze you with outrageous stunts, he points to respected figures while he does what he accuses others of. He grabs you when and where you least expect it, turns your attention elsewhere as he picks your pocket, steals […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-17615","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17615","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17615"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17615\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17703,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17615\/revisions\/17703"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17615"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17615"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17615"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}