Feb 28~ EDWARD LEE

Happy Friday, poetry lovers. Today at SHINE online, we have new poetry by  accomplished Irish writer, Edward Lee. Be sure to check out his Bio below, to learn all about his publications. Thank you, Edward, for sharing your poetry with SHINE!

Who?

There is nothing
in me, a man,
that entitles me
to decide the workings
of you, a woman,
and your body.

Nor is there any entitlement
the other way,
or any way,
for that matter.

And yet there seems
to be confusion
as to the rights
and wrongs
of undeserved opinions.

Who wrote these dyslexic rules
and burnt them into law?
And who allowed them
to do so, as though voices
can never be raised
in anything but rage?

Who?

Hard

Some lives
are nothing more
than ways to harden
a soul for death
and what may
come after.

How hard must death be
for lives so hard
that many choose
to depart before their time,
their blood the last thing they give
to an indifferent world?

To Get Away and Return (Mid-Life)

With a crooked stare
you set sail
for home,
across a sea
without water,
an ocean without a map,
until you reached
your destination,
a few mere feet
from the beginning
that you left, and yet
years having passed.

Edward Lee's poetry, short stories, non-fiction, and photography have been published in magazines in Ireland, England, and America, including in The Stinging Fly, Skylight 47, Acumen, The Blue Nib, and Poetry Wales. His poetry collections include A Foetal Heart, Bones Speaking With Hard Tongues, To Touch The Sky And Never Know The Ground Again, and The Heart As Dust Lost In The Wind. He also makes musical noise under the names Ayahuasca Collective, Orson Carroll, Lego Figures Fighting, and
Pale Blond Boy. His blog/website is:
https://edwardmlee.wordpress.com

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