The Book Club (Allegory)

The Book Club (Allegory) short poem

Photo by Barta IV

Inside the freshly renovated library they’re cataloging blood bags:
those Rh-negative are honored on the upper shelves
where nobody can reach them,
those from universal donors are less valued,
but they are very much needed in the emergency hospital
for neuropsychiatric disorders
In the reading room
another enraged and brokenhearted Othello
is treated with AB-negative blood before killing his spouse,
in the next room a Juliet with EEG electrodes on her head
receives O positive blood
before understanding that love and death are close relatives;
an orphan child waits for another child heart
reading White Fang in the children’s room,
he doesn’t know yet who his parents are
the medicine man in charge skims over his braille recipes book
before any kind of prescription

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I am from Romania, I write poems and haiku and sometimes I translate them into English. My poems and haiku were published in various e-zines or poetry journals and magazines in print in Romania or abroad. Poetry is for me like champagne poured in a mug. I discovered this site and I can say that I found many good poems here.
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