Poetry & Reflections

  4 a.m CAT time (Central Africa Time) My mieuw/view on certain aspects that don’t concern me…  The morning light softly touches my lovely fur. Eyes are mesmerized, with remnants of images from the Frankenstein play where we see the birth of an organic/mechanical being. In the 21st century, humans become robots and robots are humanised. The abandoned creature asks for its rights. Who exists and who exits?  I talk about humans with such nonchalance - a buoyant indifference like the old creepy French eighteenth-century intelligentsia crafting the French language - deciding if the 'e' should be added to mark the feminine. The masculine doesn't need an 'e’ - so natural. Let's be clear: 'e' is the lipstick, the flavor, the additional letter that differentiates the anatomy of our bodies. In English, an 'it' and ‘(s)he’ can make a difference between what is fully shaped and what is unborn, what is human and what is a cat. What stays anonymous and what is na...

  Checklist 09.02.2024 To be sent to the tortured poets department . Constraint: don’t use pronouns.  Dear recipient,  Won’t be long. Snippets of information to be sent to humans ALAP. No satisfaction from reading these lines. Clear? Clear. Won’t provide many instructions. Poetry shall be short, but last for long. Like cats, should be furry, lazy and occasionally annoying. Should be flashy, chubby, unshaped- a bit like a teenager’s body- charged with hormones and tiny bumps. Should show affection playfully by biting and scratching like cats. Leaves marks. Should be like koala: dreamy, tucked into the forks of the trees.  Quick question. What is code? What is code? What is code? What is code? What is your code?  Malfunction detected in the web. Some words are overloaded with meaning.  Love Loneliness.              Grandparents.  God.  Me.              You.  We.  How....