Margaret Alice Poems

Glad you’re back, how was the Cape, we
missed you – though we had some fun,
ate some illegal cake, watched mindless
TV, went to bed quite late
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Looking at my trampled theory, my explanations
met with supercilious derision, labeled idiotic in
the most insulting way – accompanied by the
false superiority
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The world is constituted by
our perception mechanisms,
fluctuating images are flickering
in front of me, created by my wavering
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Isn’t it strange that my life experience should
differ from an American male who preaches
total submission to whoever has a different
opinion, especially when your life partner
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I know bloody well I can’t see, but
have you ever tried to convince
someone who doesn’t want to
know anything - about things that
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A brilliant aperitif, Roy Stemman’s Spirit
Communication, together with Maria
Augusta Trapp’s Yesterday, Today and
Forever as a salad on the side
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Started with my sweets first, read H.D. Mouton’s
book on the unscientific basis of evolution, then
following as he merrily ran full-steam into the
creationists’ literal interpretation of the Bible
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One day my ship will come, I shall return to
where I’m from, this earthly home of body
and soul will be shed, my mind growing
strong and living in space as magnetic
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Mon Petit Napoléon avec une bonne passe militaire –
je n’oublierais jamais que vous avez nagé avec moi
dans la mer froide à Bloubergstrand au Cap -
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Old, Ponderous Mill

The translator fairies are hard at work,
with magic wands they change blue
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