The Art of Being Human Volume 11 by Compiled & Edited by Daniela Voicu & Brian Wrixon: Poetry | Blurb Books.
My haiku on page 17. Click on image or link to read the full book! Thanks Daniela Voicu and Brian Wrixon.
He wrote verses on the female form, his quill teasing out blushes wherever he stroked
Tender soft yet sure- the edge of his passion as he dipped his feather into her shadows
Sacred and inviting – all at once she lay back and let art take the lead
he found that his deft touch made her glow as he scribed the softness along each proud curve
Smearing his ink all over her wanton tresses for they insisted on lying upon unopened buds,
he conjured the dimples that only art could know, put a firm feather tip down and wrote for the world
It trembled but it wrote with the finesse of a lover, tremulous with what it had touched before
insistent that it should reveal its awe to every soul, confident that lovers could read what it meant to love
Beauty, love denounced, now languish in shrouds, we struggle to write about love in sorry metaphors
The finest of life has been pronounced a sin even though freely tasted centuries ago
©Reena Prasad 7th feb 2013
Published in the Anthology ” The art of being human ” Vol 2 . Link here.
Above the clatter of the cast steel wheels
a song arrives
before its frail box does
A piece of human flotsam in a frayed shirt
offers raucous-sounding words
in tune to the train’s gravelly rattles over the tracks
An item girl’s apparition gyrates
in the narrow mental aisles between colliding knees
Some hum along, popping roasted peanuts
to tide over the breathing pauses
while the artist/busker/beggar
carries his desperation/art/hunger, row to row
pocketing the furtive glances full of disgust/repulsion/loathing
as they skim over his unsightly gifts
With no pretence to art /aesthetics,
he is a latent impoverished bomb,
a damp canvas of fleshy, leprosy bubbles
but here his song ends and his palm stretches
Loose change from pockets clears the dismal air
The last teats of sympathy and revulsion milked,
he shuffles off the train
humming to himself till the next long whistle
©Reena Prasad JUN 2013
Published in “The art of being human” VOL 2 anthology .
LINK HERE .
The Art of Being Human Volume 2 An Anthology of International Poetry | Book Preview | Blurb Books.
Three poems in this lovely anthology by Daniela Voicu and Brian Wrixon. Many thanks to both of them.