From “Helen” by H.D.
SOFIA (counselor): Poetry Crisis Line, what is your emergency?
H.D. (caller): All Greece hates the still eyes in the white face.
SOFIA: Is the E.U. pushing austerity again? It worked so well the last time.
From “Helen” by H.D.
SOFIA (counselor): Poetry Crisis Line, what is your emergency?
H.D. (caller): All Greece hates the still eyes in the white face.
SOFIA: Is the E.U. pushing austerity again? It worked so well the last time.
From “Loss” by H.D.
Because a friend rightly pointed out that the last post didn’t offer a lot of options for women to choose from.
COUNSELOR: Poetry Crisis Line, what is your emergency?
CALLER: The sea called—
COUNSELOR: No kidding! What did it say?
CALLER: you faced the estuary,
COUNSELOR: Cool. What did I see there?
CALLER: you were drowned
COUNSELOR: I was WHAT???
CALLER: as the tide passed.—
COUNSELOR: Righ. Um…
CALLER: I am glad of this—
COUNSELOR: What have I ever done to you?
CALLER: at least you have escaped.
COUNSELOR: No I haven’t. My shift doesn’t end until midnight.
From “Loss” by H. D. Read the original here.