Ivory Tusks by Aaishah Mayet

Quaz | Apr 1st, 2019 | poetry | No Comments


Castles on the clouds of convenient oblivion
As the architecture of tusks towers
From covert operations of land and sea

Rapunzel sings the lyrics off the scrimshaw
And covets the exotic netsuke charm

But her locks are greying

There is only so much rope

Until the bones of her loins
Will pay the price
Of the falling of Giant Innocents

Until a frightful Trumpeting
Must make her hear

Poet Bio

Aaishah Mayet was born and bred in the City of Gold, Johanesburg, South Africa. She currently works in the Healthcare sector which, for her, has bridged the frontiers of our shared human experience. As a self-confessed bibliophile of many years, literature remains, at once, her teacher and her sanctuary. Her works include Haiku published in the Lotosblute, as well as:

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