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NO RETURN by Raymond B. Kupelian The wife was begging me To get ride of that ugly bunch Of awful fake flowers Planted in the old pot Resting not long ago Over the balcony's White coffee table That had ruthlessly deceived A young humming bird I drove to the nearby Old Japanese nursery Bought some young violets To change the look Of east side balcony... I added some fertilizer To the dry gardening soil And with lot of pain Transplanted the flowers And suck them With my sweating And why not, A lot of plain tap water >From the kitchen tub... The flowerpot looked great The coffee table adorned With the festive colors White, purple and not red ... Nature shined in harmony Which made the wife very happy And the blossoming pansies Would soon get used To their new environment... People and the nature Seemed in jovial mood But the humming bird With his unhealed wound Disappointed from men Did never returned... To my own detriment I discovered later That those little creatures Of the neighboring wood Are exclusively attracted To the reddish color of ... no other than blood. -- Raymond B. Kupelian is a recognized author in the Diaspora as well as in Armenia, where a sampling of his short stories and latest two novels have been published. Now in his sixties, Mr. Kupelian has lived in Liberia and Sierra Leone for more than twenty years. His African short stories have been translated into English and Russian.