The mirror has two phases.
The last time I saw her, she had
Christine Daae-d and Miss Havishammed herself,
drowning in operas, stopping watches,
freezing time and storing winters in boxes.
Today, she removed the wail
and dawned an iridescent Feste,
motley in her description of men and manners.
The mirror has two phrases.
In the beginning, an iambic pentameter,
stressing and un-stressing
like a spasmodic gut-wrench,
stuck in Donne’s enjambment.
Now a warm haiku
Carefully measured triplets
Of cynicism.
Anoopa Anand
Anoopa Anand lives in Bangalore, India, with her parents and four dogs. She received her Bachelor’s degree from Mount Carmel College, Bangalore. When she isn’t writing, Anoopa likes to read fiction, do crosswords in auto rickshaws, sing jazz standards in embarrassed whispers and obsess about cricket. When she grows up, Anoopa will write for a living, sing for love and find a less commercially successful sport to follow.
2 comments:
wow!
hey but wasn't hopkins the enjambment guy?
don't know why it should matter. what's donne need not be un-donne.
No, no. Donne was the Original Enjambment Guy! It seems. Still waiting for that missed call. Bleddy.
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