Anything Goes

I’m aware that I had a seriously forgetful brain yesterday. I forgot to post my weekly Wednesday #WriteFromHome and I also forgot to attend an English class on zoom. I blame my energy in finishing Pride and Prejudice, which I got so invested in, I practically forgot everything else.

So! Without wasting anymore time in thinking about Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet, this weeks Writing Workshop was held by Vicky Forster on the theme of place. Catch the link below:

I really enjoyed the process of this workshop and especially the emphasis on our feelings of lockdown. People are always telling you to ‘write what you know’ and we all have our experiences now of being isolated and forced for our busy lives to come to a halt.

My poem, titled ‘Anything Goes’ is obviously a reference to the musical, but probably the one most constant thing that happened before, during and after lockdown, but for such different reasons. I hope you enjoy it!

It’s late in the morning and the stars are sleeping
But the drinks are pouring
and the conversations are flowing
We sit face to face
tucking into second breakfast
anything goes.
We laugh till our bellies are sore
 
It’s dusk and the stars are busy sending signals in the sky
But the drinks have frozen
and the silence is deafening
We sit screen to screen
not sure if it’s breakfast or tea time
anything goes.
The living room a substitute for the laughing bar
 
It’s early morning and the stars are still partying
But the drinks won’t stop flowing
and rowdiness is encouraged
We dance side by side
devouring a guilty kebab
anything goes.
Laughter is heard till the sun dawns

– Henna