What the World Needs is More Poetry

Katerina

I stood, head bowed,
drenched by rain and existential angst
That cold, dark Edinburgh night.
What am I? Why is rain?
Time passed, no answers came.

For Alan

Alan Turing was one of the greatest mathematicians of all time. In that remarkable period between the two world wars, it was as though people knew that the technology to actually build the long dreamed of machines that could think, at least in terms of computing, solving problems and proving theorems was almost…

A Gaza Romance

Together they played among the ruins,
Burnt shells of buildings that once were homes;
hid and peered through broken walls,
frightened at the soldiers passing by;
screamed as jets roared overhead
and bombs came raining down.

Non Serviam

Monarchs demand I bow and bend the knee,
to show respect they don’t deserve.
Their subject I refuse to be.
Non serviam, I will not serve.

Who are you?

Who are you
Speeding by with your siren-wailing escort.
Behind bulletproof glass you sip your wine and do not look
at those who gaze open-mouthed at your passing.