Margot Myers
She sits in the park
pulling petals off a daisy
will he maybe
you cunt she thinks you cunt
Margot Myers lives in Oxford, and has been writing poetry for five years. She has been placed or shortlisted for several competitions including Havant Poetry Competition, Bridport Flash Fiction Competition, and Cinnamon Mini-competitions. She has poems in the Emma Press Anthology of Dance, The Emma Press Urban Myths and Legends and The Emma Press Anthology of Aunts.
“This poem came out of Adam Crothers’ Ugliness Studio on bad form, bad language and bad taste. I was enabled to experiment and write well out of my comfort zone. In this poem I wanted to control the word (which I wouldn’t use normally, particularly as a term of abuse) but at the same time achieve impact. Hence the short form, blank space, and repetition.”
Love it 🙂
Thanks Skendha.
I like the ambiguity of the object of loathing, contempt, derision or despair. ‘Cunt’ is most often a self reflecting epithet for me and very satisfying, at that.
Many thanks for this, Peter. Your phrase ‘self-reflecting’ is a useful description of one of the the ways I hoped the repetition would work.
The spacing and timing works well, too. Brief though it is, I’d love to hear it read aloud. It’s packed with varying moods.