REBLOG: ‘Crown Shadorma’ by Sylvia Cognac

Poem: On the side She explains their rules Formal dress Ladies first Put down checks in front of men Never fraternize Six a.m. I smile at Adam Fake a grin My boss says Iโ€™m lucky to serve rich men I should be grateful Iโ€™m grateful For Mister Burton He holds me By the hand Excessive… Continue reading REBLOG: ‘Crown Shadorma’ by Sylvia Cognac

Rooted, or: Eager

A shadorma this office- I haven't grown up -these walls grew around me- my plant's growing towards me rooted but eager Tanka Tuesday For #TankaTuesday, Colleen Chesebro invites writers to share their days in syllabic poems. All we have to do is take a photo and write a syllabic poem about this day, as we… Continue reading Rooted, or: Eager

Update: relief and guilt

As some of you know, I have been working at three jobs (one full-time, two part-time) since I began my new, full-time job back in early May. One of my two part-time jobs is my work for my rabbi, whom I've been working for since 2010; the other part-time job is for my former full-time… Continue reading Update: relief and guilt

In-person versus online poetry community

Poets of Babel Last year (2021), during the Jewish autumn festival of Sukkot (Feast of Tabernacles), I attended a local gathering of poets in Jerusalem, hosted by Shoshana - a poet I'd come across here on WordPress who happens to live down the street from me. Then, in May '22, I attended another poetry reading… Continue reading In-person versus online poetry community

Elephant, or: Future

Ya (Arabic: ูŠุง), O; hey; you; vocative particle preceding a noun used in direct address Elephant (English): a mammal and the largest existing land animal, very conspicuous I. Ya-elephant, wherefore this room? A poem, then, or-- p'raps too soon? No job in sight; the crush of debt; Ya-elephant doth sit and fret, And yet... Ya-elephant,… Continue reading Elephant, or: Future

Coffee? or: Oops, no.

An 'Anna' poem Another week begins; I'm here at the office; but I want nothing more than to write poetry; perhaps I should chug this coffee? Oops, no. Now I am hyperfocused on these damn iambs. 'Anna' poem? a heptastich: 7 lines; not rhyming; metric: iambic (ba-BUM) pattern; L1 dimeter (ba-BUM, ba-BUM), L2 trimeter (ba-BUM,… Continue reading Coffee? or: Oops, no.

Looks, swims, quacks, or: Silly goose

A Choka even though I'm blessed even though it gives me pride even for a cause even with kind, friendly folks even for good pay even with a strong union even close to home even at a storied site It feels much like work to me Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the… Continue reading Looks, swims, quacks, or: Silly goose

All work, or: No play

Poetry Partners #118 A poem by Murisopsis of 'A Different Perspective' Laying down lies Lying down lanes Climbing the ladder Being a pain Practicing patience Patiently pacing Working on papers Checking the spacing Writing reminders Reminded of rights Weekly pay stubs Staying up nights Hurrying hours Ours arenโ€™t a plus Docked for tardies Vacationโ€™s a… Continue reading All work, or: No play