The Wrinkles in the Cabinet by Aaishah Mayet

Aaishah Mayet | Mar 3rd, 2020 | poetry | No Comments


The sun has settled its score
Cracks become crevices
As gravity giggles
And grey struggles for relevance

Wrinkles walk a time warp
Of the ways of large carbon footprints
Wicked wars
Entrenched biases
Old “solutions” scorching progress
With cigar smoke
And mothballs

The world needs a walking aid
Some salve
For fractured hearts caught
In the continental drift
Of inherited paradigms

How then,
To salvage wisdom from the clutches of dementia?

How then,
To smooth the wrinkles in the cabinet?

Poet Bio

Aaishah Mayet was born and bred in the City of Gold, Johannesburg, South Africa. She 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 her teacher and her sanctuary. Her works include Haiku published in the Lotosblute, as well as poetry published online in the Agbowo Limits issue, Poetry Potion, Active Muse, the Brittle Paper and Amaliah.

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