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Tuesday, 14 October 2025

Knowledge (for Adam Zagajewski)

The poet writes,

while resting his cheek in his palm:

Knowledge grows slowly like a wisdom tooth.


and I can't help but

smile and smirk,

how slyly and obliquely 

he conceals certain things 

that accompany its nurture.


Knowledge grows slowly,

behind all the spectacle

of the incisors,

in agonizing pain,

like a wisdom tooth.

Tuesday, 7 October 2025

Steeling

Monsters, when granted voice 

within literature, speak just.

They turn out more humane 

than everyone else.


Monsters, when provided space 

within life, spout venom.

They turn out more spiteful

than already thought.


Herein, therefore, lies the difference.


Books showcase spine 

far stronger than humans,

put together.

Wednesday, 1 October 2025

Anting (is when birds use ants - by rubbing or allowing them to crawl on their feathers for self-maintenance)

Birds perform anting 

without any shame,

in the open.


In different forms,

the same 

relates to humans.


Literature is anting.

Love is anting.

Talking and listening, anting.

Reading, anting.


Like birds,

we wallow in there

to soar high, again.


The thing to remember, however,

is this: every body reeks of ache.