Showing posts with label disaster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label disaster. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

The price of tea


Britain on renewed flood alert after wettest April on record
The Telegraph, 1 May 2012

This, my husband, I have heard, that over in England

they suffer too. Even their judiciary can be swept away
on a surge. I read in the Hindi Times of a judge
who was drowned when his Jaguar plunged
into a swollen Hampshire tributary, to be found
later dead as a log, clinging to his faithful hunting hound.

Such, my husband, are our blessings.
We who sailed on the roof of the Brahmaputra ferry
found no electric windows or central lockings
kaput and blocking our escape, and for the losses
of our livings have been promised two whole lakh!
So, husband, when I am fished from the flood,
and sorted from the flotsam, I shall be revealed
your surviving wife, clinging to your bloated hide.

(c) 2012 Slush Poet

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Flytrap


Swiss bus crash kills 28
Disaster News Network, 15 March 2012

It’s the static-charged thunderhead of anguish
that drives them wild,
the helicopter crashing on the set of John Landis

all the more poignant when the victim is a child.
Imagine then the frenzy
in the press-room when the body count gets unveiled,

the unexplained mountain crash, the gory disassembly
of 28 Belgian kids,
the trauma of survivors, the wanton sycophancy

of reporters hounding them in their hospital beds,
then beaming from the backlot
their grief and mourning direct to where you live,

bringing the shit to the maggot.

(c) 2012 Slush Poet


Note:

The actual headline attached to this story was ‘Swiss bush crash kills 28’.
05:11 am EDT, March 15, 2012