by Elisabeth Frischauf
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| cartoon by Bill Bramhill |
Pockets strife
Shoulders the blame
Picks up the stain
For anyone
Fanning the flame
Against husband’s fame
Deep in her bosom
Buries misdeeds
Twitter poison feed
Lucky this man
Justice of our land
Whose wife
With bravura and passion
Hangs
Our stripes and stars
Upside down
Elisabeth Frischauf is a psychiatrist, grandmother, and visual artist in many media: ceramics, collage, mobiles. Poetry is intimately bound up with her art. Being multilingual and anchored in two cultures—the family homeland in Austria and New York City— enriches all her work. Her epic narrative memoir poem, They Clasp My Hand, short-listed for the Austria Literary Prize, was published in April 2022 by the Theodor Kramer Verlag, Vienna, Austria. This book is in process for on demand, English only, by She Writes Press. Two more memoir verse books are in the publication pipeline. She publishes poems in various on-line magazines. She lives with her husband, playwright Richard France by a lake in Putnam County, New York.
