Ellesha: Finally - a poem free of political agendas!
Jules: It might seem that way, but look closely: this work extols one theme while ignoring others.
Isn't that political?
Philyra: We've got to learn to see everything as political: the things we buy, the stuff we say,
the clothes we wear, and of course the crap we write.
Andrei: Yawh take things too far . . . Why not relax 'n enjoy a kool beer? Politics iz mostly about whud's between people's heads. I'm more interested in other parts ah zhe anatomy.
Ellesha: When we think too much about politics something precious is lost.
Perhaps we need to become more natural & non- political.
Jules: Hoh hoh hoh - casse-toi! We're naturally political animals . . .
Soo: And ah . . . naturally dose in powaa, ah ha, don't want us to know dat.

Manta - an art work by T Newfields

with smooth wavelike movements
gliding under the seas
you gently dance
with mantra-like motions
in toccatas of symmetry

with fleshy pectorals
whipping like razor stings
you move like a dark angel
in a heaven few humans gauge

mouth open
tail pipes pointing with grace
there's little fear
for these bi-valved engines
and lords of the deep



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