I’m chuffed to have my poem Hush appear in the recent Confession Issue of Cordite Poetry Review. There are some extraordinary poems in the issue, as well as some stunning photography by Therese Ritchie. My thanks to editors Keri Glastonbury & Kent MacCarter!
Hush
You’re bloated and there is
fear in your gaze.
You’ve demanded the right
to be this way and I
have acquiesced.
Mirtazapine bought no peace.
Food wrappers, razor blades, beer bottles, bong.
Your body is an energy pushing
pain into a form which it commands
the world to witness —
I witness you.
I look into your eyes and whisper
— with my eyes — I see you.
Bitch, you shoot, from the dark side of your mouth,
your head in chaotic orbit.
I’m whatever you need me to be, baby.
Let’s croon the moon to sleep like we used to.
Hush.
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This is a powerful poem. No surprise that it was chosen for the Cordite Poetry Review. Congratulations.
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Thank you so much, Carmel.
Love ‘Let’s croon the moon to sleep’ !
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Thanks,Rico!
Another gut-wrenching poem from you. I’m a little in awe.
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I need to lighten up! 🙂
Great to see you posting more poems on here, too, Michele.
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Thanks, Penelope! I really need to get a bit more regular on here!