Monday, 29 April 2019

What Put The Diamonds In Your Owner’s Wife’s Ears?























after Bertolt Brecht


You clean collared columnists
should first help us fix the basic roof-over-head
dilemma, before penning your next sermon. 

You shower, who preach careful now
and always know your own exact bank balance, 
what is this mature democracy towards which you sweat?
Without a door I can safely lock behind me
to keep your pity at bay, civilisation
doesn’t even begin.

First bring those of us who get by on Supermacs 
each our own mahogany table and a big, silver knife 
with which to cut the turkey and ham into manageable slices
(with a vegetarian option for those so afflicted)
and answer us this:

What put the diamonds in your owner’s wife’s ears?
Or the Prince Albert ring in her boyfriend’s willy?
The fact you’re in there polishing phrases 
and we’re out here in the undemocratic rain
which everyone – from the Primate of the Church of Ireland 
to the Council for the Women of Consequence – agrees
must never be allowed land on you,

this is what keeps pinning diamonds 
to your owner’s wife’s sad little lobes, 
and puts the ring that winks up at her 
in her boyfriend’s knob.

© Kevin Higgins

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Kevin Higgins 

Kevin is co-organiser of Over The Edge literary events in Galway, Ireland. He teaches poetry workshops at Galway Arts Centre, Creative Writing at Galway Technical Institute, and is Creative Writing Director for the National University of Ireland - Galway Summer School. He is poetry critic of The Galway AdvertiserHe has published five collections of poetry. His next poetry collection, Sex and Death at Merlin Park Hospital, will be published by Salmon Poetry in June 2019.