I hear you, little brook as you babble in my ears, I hear you too, little girl, crying in your mother’s arms, I hear you, lawyers, strident and demanding. Some voices are pleasant, and some can be soothed with toffee, some carry on like there is no tomorrow, Some silence themselves to echoes that are…
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Thoughts from a hospital
At least now that I am not chained to the bedanymore, I can have more lucid thoughts.I walk this room, stretch myself and again countthe days till I can go home. Outside,people come and go oblivious to my eyeswatching from a window aboveas they go about their daily lives…Standing in the shade, looking bored, chewing…
On the 30th year…13.05.2023.
In the end it was easy to leave you. Your body burned on a raging fire and I was told to not look back, Although I would have, had I been told that ghosts would then follow me home. I would welcome those ghosts, Offer them tea or something stronger Only for news of you….
To Ipsy, sometime later. #glopowrimo #promptday30
Today’s prompt (day 30 and the final one of this challenge) is to write a palinode – a poem in which you retract a view or sentiment expressed in an earlier poem. So I have chosen a poem that I wrote earlier this year, based on another prompt where I was to give life advice to…
Muri Ghonto * #glopowrimo #promptday29
Today’s prompt: write your own two-part poem that focuses on a food or type of meal. At some point in the poem, describe the food or meal as if it were a specific kind of person. Give the food/meal at least one line of spoken dialogue. I. There’s a lot to be said about the…
given #promptday28 #glopowrimo
(Today’s prompt is to write an index poem.) Heat. Humidity. The smell of tuberose and lilies. Of course roses. In many colours, more roses than ever given while she was alive. Family, friends. Talking. The dead have to be given a send-off. The priest mutters, he is late. The room is full of things to…
The wolves of want. #promptday27 #glopowrimo
The prompt: Write your own poem titled “The _____ of ______ ,” where the first blank is a very particular kind of plant or animal, and the second blank is an abstract noun. The poem should contain at least one simile that plays on double meanings or otherwise doesn’t quite make “sense,” and describe things…
Bad bitch puppy #glopowrimo
In my father’s office room there is a little girl in grubby clothes and she will always be there, laughing and hiding under the table with the charts and maps and papers with her scabby knees clasped against her chest next to the cupboard with a thousand drawers. But in my mother’s room there is…
Birthchart #glopowrimo
My father sits up on his bed, the room is dark, the curtains drawn. We all know he is dying The birth-chart is next to him contains the date and time, and I dare not look at it. I look into my page, I do not know how to read the stars. Years have passed,…
restless soul #glopowrimo #day23
“I have lain those beasts to rest,” I declare, pacing by the litchi tree, “the ones snapping at my heels, begging me to train them… I have set them free.” You take a sip from your glass, “really?” “I have, I have slain those demons that were yanking at my chains banished them from my…
Slant of Light #promptday22 #glopowrimo
Today’s prompt (day 22) is to find an Emily Dickinson poem – preferably one you’ve never previously read – and take out all the dashes and line breaks. Make it just one big block of prose. Now, rebreak the lines. Add words where you want. Take out some words. Make your own poem out of…
ipsita banerjee 