Poetry

“Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.” – Carl Sandburg

A Woman is Like a Cow

Just before I reached puberty, my Maltese father told me, “A woman is like a cow, always with one eye opened and one eye closed.” And I wondered if he’d meant only my mother. Just before my wedding day, my father told me what he’d meant: “A woman always pretends she can’t see anything, but […]

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Jazz: A Poem

It makes sense to listen to jazz, ja,
Das ist logisch

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