Poem of the Day
Yellow Striped Pajamas
By Shamsher Bahadur Singh
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
Beasts
At the threshold
Rats
Fantastic to be Lowry by proxy,
Confabulating him; to stand tongue-tied
In awe of yourself; to hold epoxy-
Mortared by macerated wood-pulp effluvium,
a paper palace hangs.
The young queen spun her eggs and hatched her grunts.
This is my lawn. I planted it, I grew it,
and I work hard ensuring it’s attractive.
I keep it clear of every type of pest.
in the black hood,
come! Pierce
my heart
Tonight I can’t remember why
everything is permitted or,
what amounts to the same thing,
The courtroom, clad in wood veneer,
could be a lesser pharaoh’s tomb
equipped for immortality.
i work for the deputy mayor
of the city of troy
hello, this is paris
i used to teach in cambridge, i’m from whitehall
everything we do is pretty much archaic
besides not being from ancient troy
helen bailey hails from australia