Bio Note: I resumed writing after forty odd years in foreign intelligence and international sales. There've been four hundred stories and poems published so far, and six books. I work the other side of writing at Bewildering Stories, where I sit on the review board and manage a posse of nine review editors. I'm also lead editor at The Scribes Micro Fiction magazine.
Self Portrait — Zinaida Serebryakova
Peculiar that paintings of women au toilette are endearing and omnipresent, while paintings of men shaving or showering are nonexistent, with the possible exception of Japanese wood block prints depicting naked ugly men fighting in a bathhouse.
The Mixing Bowl
My parents had almost nothing in common. True both personally, and in their bloods. The recipe to make me included ingredients foreign to each other and repudiating family lore. My mother’s half was said to be evenly split between English and Swedish forbearers. But there was apparent hanky-panky. In the distant past a German and a Scot tossed 3% and 1% respectively into my bowl. England and Sweden added only 10% and 20% and a cross-border Norwegian or two provided 16% of my ingredients. My father was vowed to be completely Irish. And that seems closer to being true. except for my long forgotten traces of a probably marauding Scottish 8% and a faint but defined Welsh 1%, which is why I’m writing this poem.
©2022 Ed Ahern
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