Amused, Bemused, Male muse, Poem brews A writer, Confused, With red wine - All infused That muse, Diffused Entangled, Untangled, Unkind, Yet...profound? One poet, One muse, Both fused Him obtuse Dancing Together, All drunk And bemused One sad blues So confused, That muse, But enthused - From strong Female poets He cowards away One sad blues Amused and Bemused, That male muse Wine infused! Untangled And kind, All bewitched And profound Like a poet Gorging […]
The day after my dad’s corpse burned to ashes, we went to pick them up by the scenic hillside crematory. I was numb for feeling and my mum was still reluctant to cry. My little sister was just blunt, as she displays herself during working days and weekends alike. No matter whether she has just won the lottery, or her father has died. But we had to go. My dad’s ashes were there, waiting for […]
You look so calm. She says. Ohm. Bloody Ohm. I purse my lips. You could do with some housekeeping too. She continues, as she enters Nina’s apartment and scrutinizes every dusty corner in sight. So many hairs around. Stained floor. They’re just back from the nursing home, where the undertakers collected Dad’s stiff remains – ready for embalming. What a dirty home. And yet you look so calm. Pour me a glass of red, if […]