August 23, 2019
Dear Subscriber:
I was away from August 7th to August 19th,
so for this theme the poems have been divided as follows: The first two poems
appeared on August 5th and 6th; the last five poems will
appear from August 21st through August 25th. The theme
for this divided week is social issues
I welcome comments on my poems at http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com
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A poem about rape:
Raping me was fun for him.
After, he asked me how I liked it.
Perhaps he already lived in a cell,
Ex-communicated, soul-deaf.
I told him and he laughed, stroked me.
So? He was boss. On top.
A woman wanted that, no?
Crying, crying, I said nothing.
Rape was a wound across my sky.
I saw blackness beyond the blue.
My life was twisted, like those girders
Earthquakes throw brutally to the ground.
After such helplessness, what hope?
Going on with my life in blackness,
A black sky, black rage in my heart,
In my mind an endless blackness,
Nothing within me but blackness
Screamed at the boy no longer there,
The screams like walls I took with me,
The walls of screams protecting me,
How could I love without seeing?
Even so, the light pierced me,
Shattering the cell of fury,
Opening my heart again
Under a new sun, once more
Laughing in the chill of fear.
© by Nicholas Gordon
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This week’s theme: Social Issues
8/23: Raping Me Was Fun for Him