Sheena Blackhall Poems

Why do you want to be human?
Asked the lipstick’s Muse.

Their conscience is like a cochlear implant
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I stare across the expanse of white
An image in a ball of glass
I hear it groaning in the night
The earth where shuffling footsteps pass
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I am waiting for the snail
To emerge from her whorled house
So I may engage with her
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Once I was sun-bitten legs,
Helping to load the peats on my uncle’s cart

Once I read Jane Eyre in a locked-down ward
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I met a whippet on the road
He wore a Balaclava
To keep the sun from off his ears
When in the Costa Brava
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I think I am one of life’s watchers
A sloth, slung between two trees
Looking up at the moon
My two eyes fill with moon
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1. Stolen Behaviours
The grasshopper accelerated
In angles of legs and light
A compass trampolining in the sun
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There was a man who had six hats
His name it was De Bono
And if you want to wear his hats
You first must learn the game, o
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1.Siddhicharan Shreshtha (b.1912)
No Smoke From The Chimneys (Dhuvam Niskandaina)

Nae Rikk frae the Lums
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The Victorian era wis byordnar jeelin
Wi icicles hingin frae windaes an ceilin
Bit inside an office in thrang Lunnon toun
Wis the cauldest o chaumers in aa the warld roon
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