Equarium strange by Dr. Narendra Kumar Arya Around the lame-lit fogginess Dark figures are swimming They have the heads Eyes too Lips and nose intact as well But faces from their beings are missing. Their bodies are jumbling into each other Changing identities perversely As if floating in oblivion; So close As dead fishes in…
Month: January 2012
A Patriarchally Deteriorating Company Versus “Don’t Go Policy” by Sarah Gamutan
A Patriarchally Deteriorating Company Versus “Don’t Go Policy” by Sarah Gamutan Superiors stuck in corridors, half blind to us wee subservient women – true, weird. So, they suck fries in their mouths and put some locks on the door, as if they are hard to reach? Some documents signed and all I see is crevice….
Freda Kahlo’s Cry by Laura Solomon
Freda Kahlo’s Cry by Laura Solomon Today the ghost of me attended My own exhibition at the Tate Modern. All those paintings on display, The ones that I laboured over for so long. The sickening part was the merchandise. Coffee mugs, calendars, prints, clocks all with either me or one of my paintings thereupon. Somebody’s…
Child Among Metal Sculptures by DWE Scott
Child Among Metal Sculptures by DWE Scott Roll the metal sculptures out; Shake out their gnarled limbs; Loosen their terrible torsos; Let the air be filled with horrible clankings; Let it grow rank with sulphur smells And be splattered with blue bruises and yellow flames. True they scare the children, But the tortured faces are…
Paper Birches by Glen Sorestad
Paper Birches by Glen Sorestad The clump birches beside the lakeshore are slowly peeling off their papery attire like well-practised lovers intent on sustaining that delicate tension between fantasy and reality. ### Glen Sorestad is a much published poet with over 20 books of poems. His poems have been translated into a half-dozen languages and…