Saturday, August 02, 2025

WHEN FOOD SCRAPS FLOOD AIR LIKE HOODED CROWS

by Mary K O’Melveny




Blackened parachutes resembling mammoth falcon wings

tumble down from sleek cargo planes beneath cloudless skies.

Together, they add up to less than all the food supplies 

which might fill up one land-bound rescue truck. Things

we thought we understood, now take us by surprise –

broken hearts turn genocidal with all that terms implies.

Blame can fall to innocents as if they pulled all the strings,

as if they still held the power to defend their land, prized

for generations, Ottoman deeds spelling out their ties

to rugged hills, olive trees, sand dunes and desert springs.

No one knows how many will survive hunger’s debased stings,

though some families are erased forever. Those who’ve died

are always undercounted when world leaders shout, spout lies

while survivors watch flour, fuel, fava beans with famished eyes.



Mary K O’Melveny, a happily retired attorney, is the author of four poetry collections and a chapbook. Her most recent, If You Want To Go To Heaven, Follow A Songbird, is an album of poems, art and music. Mary’s award-winning poems have appeared in many print and on-line literary journals and anthologies and on international blog sites, including The New Verse News. Mary’s collection Flight Patterns was nominated for the Eric Hoffer Book Award. Her book Merging Star Hypotheses (2020) was a semi-finalist for The Washington Prize, sponsored by The Word Works. Mary has been three-times nominated for a Pushcart Prize. She is an active member of the Hudson Valley Women’s Writing Group and her poetry appears in the Group’s two published anthologies An Apple In Her Hand and Rethinking The Ground Rules. Mary lives with her wife near Woodstock, New York.

Friday, August 01, 2025

ABORTIFACIENCE

by Mike Mesterton-Gibbons


AI-generated graphic by NightCafé for The New Verse News.


The Trump administration has just sent $10m worth of birth control to be burned—rather than donate it as aid. The supplies, including pills and implants, have already been paid for by US taxpayers—and will cost another $167,000 to destroy. —The Independent (UK), July 29, 2025


Abortifacience is a word you may
Be unaware of: it's the use of meds
Or other agents to abort. Today
Republicans—who are at loggerheads
This week with global charities about
Incinerating contraceptive aid
For Senegal—have used the word without
Awareness of its meaning: what's unmade
Can not abort. The condom, coil or pill
Is saving lives, not ending them. The stocks
Expire not soon. America pays nil—
Not one red cent—to ship them to the docks ...
Can you explain why they'd be set alight—
Excepting that the reason is pure spite?


Mike Mesterton-Gibbons is a Professor Emeritus at Florida State University who has returned to live in his native England. His acrostic poems have appeared in Autumn Sky Poetry Daily, Better Than Starbucks, the Creativity Webzine, Current Conservation, the Daily Mail, the Ekphrastic Review, Grand Little Things, Light, Lighten Up Online, the New Verse News, Oddball Magazine, Rat’s Ass Review, the Satirist, the Washington Post and WestWard Quarterly.