Slice of Life, #28

        Last Thursday’s Open Expressions didn’t have the usual group poem. Instead, we were asked to jot down words we heard during the evening, and before we left, to write a poem for women’s history month addressing journalism’s classic questions to women:

who are women?

what are women?

where are women?

when are women?

how are women?

why are women?

            Here are three of my efforts.

Women nestle into frozen culture

Women’s hair cushions the harsh chains of lies

Women bring exciting accents to bear, unhearing lies

Women are unrepenting in their imagination

Women are essential.

Women deny the harsh culture of hair

Women’s accents nestle in repenting sighs

Women leave the essential lies behind the barn

Women’s disordered minds reveal frozen truth

Women leap into exciting imagination.

Who are women? exciting imagination of culture

What are women? essential hair repenting its chains

Where are women? in harsh rooms echoing screams

When are women? now, then, before, after, never, forever

How are women? frozen accents undermine disordered minds

Why are women? truth nestles among the lies