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This poem is taken from PN Review 60, Volume 14 Number 4, March - April 1988.

Visions of Daniel Robert Pinsky

Magician, appointed officer
Of the crown. He thrived, he never
Seemed to get older.

Golden curly head.
Smooth skin, unreadable tawny eyes,
Former favorite, they said,
Of the chief eunuch of Nebuchadnezzar,
Who taught him the Chaldean language and courtly
 ways
And gave him his name of a courtier:
'Daniel who was called Belteshazzar'
In silk and Egyptian linen.
Proprietor, seer.

The Jews disliked him,
He smelled of pagan incense and char.
Pious gossips in the soukh
Said he was unclean,
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