Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Stefanie Bennett- Two Poems

Stefanie Bennett has published several books of poetry, a novel and a libretto – tutored in
The Institute of Modern Languages at James Cook University and worked with Art’s Action
for Peace. Of mixed heritage [Irish/Italian/Paugussett-Shawnee] she was born in Queens-
land, Australia. Stefanie’s latest poetry title, “The Vanishing” is published by Walleah
Machiavelli Revisited       
No-one lives here any more – so how
is it you found me
Slap-happily accosted by chores?
Yes. It’s the Sabbath... and dare
I objurgate your
Sunday best’s just too solemn
For my taste. Wise up! The young
Could do with a good rumble:
Just ask that
Punk berating parrot how Homeric
Underpinnings took flight
The day I evened old scores.
But –, why not
               Cut to the crux
                             Of the crime...
Ah. Mentoring is narcissism’s
Elixir. And naturally I’ll
Give it spin. Only
Next time
          Send me
               A new-born.
{1st Published in Madhatters’ Review}
“This is not The Arcady Realm,” said
The pauper
To the priest – who
Tobacco weed and
Lightning’s ember.
The dramatis puppetry
Let out
A full-throated metaphoric
Bass-relief as
The barbarian in
The bathtub
Phone home – collect.

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