Margaret Alice Poems

Africa for Africans, President Mbeki
declared wisely – and white South
African numbers fell to nine percent
of the population; Africa returns to
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I don’t like streamlining and ergonomics
all compressed into one efficient process,
the act of creation, writing a verse in an
emotional upsurge, mixed up with the act
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A new probable self working nicely until
allowed to write a poem, now she insists
on poetry instead of the work
she was assigned to!
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Today I’m an elf in sky-blue driving up
in a coach of dark-red garnet, ready to
play in a hole under the ground, a
bunker as is found only in Wonderland,
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I love staring at the faces of my mermaids,
the one I have not chosen myself, blindly
decided upon by an over-zealous cashier
who thought that the broken mermaid was
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If ever I leave a suicide note, it would read;
died of boredom, couldn’t stand my own mind
any more, bored with my own consciousness,
bored with routines, with limited awareness
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Karen wants her document, June will check it,
I will translate it, looking up every term, saw a
baby at lunchtime running away, with a bubbly
nanny chasing, I knew it was a moment of
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Anne Fine is my favourite author of
all time, the way she explains life in
“How To Write Really Badly”
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An adventure speeding down the highway at
night, accelerating in growing joy and delight,
tasting freedom, speeding towards the airport,
Dorette returning tonight, after four years in
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Leaving Sunshine

Father’s code of love: Protection,
leave early, drive safely; I am
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