Martian

I enjoyed the lull before the storm, but it’s over now. Fanaticism prevails. I’m as secular and liberal as I’ve always been, but the terms are now used in an abusive manner. I grew up in a Hindu household, with Muslim and Christian neighbours (two childless couples who treated me as a daughter), and we … Continue reading Martian

Familial Legacy

Familial legacy … by VJ Knutson

VJ's avatarOne Woman's Quest

“…too young to notice
how fear persists, and how
the anger that causes fear persists…”
– Immortality, 
by Lisel Mueller

Purposeful, this fortress
permanently ungrounded

Burdened without bearing
fear underlying motivation

Reassured that life is unfair
dedicated to defying limits

Challenged by rage
bloodline ingrained

Pulled towards inevitable
complete collapse.

(Inspired by the promptings of Reena’s Exploration challenge.  To see the full poem and prompt click here.  Image from personal collection.)

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 124

Sadje’s take on Exploration Challenge #124

Sadje's avatarKeep it alive

Reenais the host of Reena’s Exploration Challenge.

Welcome back to another week!

I had a tough time getting a pesky fly out of the house today. In the process, I came to admire her incorrigible optimism.

Here’s a poem by Lisel Mueller

IMMORTALITY
In Sleeping Beauty’s castle
the clock strikes one hundred years
and the girl in the tower returns to the world.
So do the servants in the kitchen,
who don’t even rub their eyes.
The cook’s right hand, lifted
an exact century ago,
completes its downward arc
to the kitchen boy’s left ear;
the boy’s tensed vocal cords
finally let go
the trapped, enduring whimper,
and the fly, arrested mid-plunge
above the strawberry pie,
fulfills its abiding mission
and dives into the sweet, red glaze.

As a child I had a book
with a picture of that scene.
I was too young to notice
how fear persists…

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रात पुरानी

Raat purani …by hecblogger

hecblogger's avatarPlaying with words

निखरा था छत पर चाँद नूरानी
आयी है याद फ़िर रात पुरानी ।१।

बिन सुलाए मुझे खुद सो गयी है
मेरे तकिये पर रात पुरानी ।२।

है क्या कोई सौदागर इसका
किस मोल बिकेगी रात पुरानी ।३।

बढ़ता जाता है ख़ुमार उतना ही
जितनी होती है रात पुरानी ।४।

क्यों नहीं भूल जाता अमित
गयी बात हुई रात पुरानी ।५।

In response to: Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 124

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Path to success

I came this far and then no more handcuffed gestures mourn shackled feet parched lips, thirsty near the shore I came this far and then no more It took years to get past the lure struggling mind and heart to meet I came this far and then no more handcuffed gestures mourn shackled feet https://dversepoets.com/2020/02/27/almost-a-triolet/

Scared Straighter

Scared straighter .. by Susi Bocks

Susi Bocks's avatarI Write Her

Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #124

ghhghhDiogenes

fear-mongering from infancy
forcing acceptable behaviors
through mental scars

morals etched in deep
with vivid stories
petrifying children into submission

the fairy tales last forever
in the minds
of impressionable children

the morals passed on
lurid and shocking
mean to stifle and suppress

the stories
a warning
of unacceptability

it’s a wonder how we managed to grow up at all

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Reena’s Exploration Challenge #124

Welcome back to another week! I had a tough time getting a pesky fly out of the house today. In the process, I came to admire her incorrigible optimism. Here’s a poem by Lisel Mueller IMMORTALITYIn Sleeping Beauty’s castlethe clock strikes one hundred yearsand the girl in the tower returns to the world.So do the … Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #124