Charlie
ROLLI
When the late Charles Chaplin came to tea unexpectedly, we talked little stared much shamming drink with the cups dry
Finally, I (a child, then) said “Charlie, you’re awfully clever”
He smiled
“But I can see your coccyx”
The great man spat his tea, grabbed his hat, his cane
And down the lane he went clattering, quick, spilling bones all the way
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Rolli writes - for adults (Quarterly West, The New Quarterly, CBC Radio), and children (Spider, Ladybug, Highlights for Children). He's the recipient of the 2007 John Kenneth Galbraith Literary Award (Canada); and as a winner of the 2008-2009 Commonwealth Short Story Competition, his work will soon be broadcast in over 30 countries. His debut poety collections will be published in 2010: Plum Stuff, a six-part whimsical discourse, will be published by Montreal's 8th House Publishing in the spring; and Mavor's Bones, a gothic novel-in-poems featuring "Charlie," will be published by Vox Humana Books the subsequent fall. For updates, visit Rolli's blog or follow him on Twitter.
