Thinking Female

 —Poetry by Lynn White, 

Blaenau Ffestiniog, North Wales

—Illustrations Courtesy of Public Domain 

Today’s poems are on the theme of “Thinking Female”:


TO BE A WITCH IN SCOTLAND

Scotland was not the place to be a witch,
it really wasn’t.
There were more than four thousand witch trials
in Scotland
putting Salem to shame,
the Witch-Finders boasted.

One would suppose that
wise women did not become witches,
but it seems,
many did
and paid a hot and heavy price.

So not many would be dancing
to celebrate Hogmanay
Even in spirit
few would rise
for the occasion,
not even the white witches.

But there will always be some,
some women
brave enough
to celebrate.



(First published in Bonnie Wee Zine, Coin-
Operated Press, September 2023)

 

 

 

 

GHOULS

Is it ghoulish
to think
that life
is more
than a small collection of cells
in a uterus.

Is it ghoulish
to think
that
the life of the mother
and the spillage
of her blood
count for less
than the small collection of cells
in her uterus
that are unable to bleed.

Is it ghoulish
to think
that infant life
needs love
as it grows
and support networks
and things that cost
society
dear
through life
if it does not supply them.

Is it ghoulish
to ask
how
the highest court
in the land
was taken over
by ghouls.


(First published in New Verse News, 5/11/22)

 

 

 

 

BIRTH OR DEATH


Death begins at birth
for pro-lifers.
The birth day
is
when
interest
is lost
lost
in those post-foetal
post-natal
moments
which move us
crying
into hours
smiling
into days
crawling
into months
running
into years
walking
into decades
slowing
toward
our death day.
They’ve long
lost interest
these pro-lifers.
They say that life
must be lived
according to
the law of God
as it is written
and dispatched
to them
in nightmares
and dreams.
Only break it
and
they’re back
with interest
and concern
those pro-deathers.


(First published in New Verse News, May 2019)

 

 

 

 

 

AFTER BREAKFAST


Smoking was forbidden
especially at the breakfast table.
She knew it was against all the house rules,
knew it was time for her to tidy up the debris
on the table.

Her parents taught her well.

She listened.
She heard them.
She thinks of them now
as she sits and smokes
after breakfast.


(First published in Gorko Gazette, 10/1/22)

 

 

 

 

KEEPING UP APPEARANCES


I’ve always been somewhat vain
always creamed and combed,
groomed and preened
and wanted to look my best,
not a hair out of place.

Is such vanity sinful?
Maybe it is.

But vanity was not my crime.
My crime was committed
on the day the hair
escaped.
Just one hair
out
of place.

But they saw it.

That was the crime
I died for.



(First published in Live Wire, Spring 2024)

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Today’s LittleNip:

The age of a woman doesn’t mean a thing. The best tunes are played on the oldest fiddles.

—Ralph Waldo Emerson

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—Medusa, with thanks to Lynn White for today’s fine poetry!

 

 

 

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