Burlesque On a Poem by Dylan Thomas by Rehan Qayoom

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Burlesque On a Poem by Dylan Thomas by Rehan Qayoom
Illustration by Sue Babcock

If I were pickled by the nub of love
A frigging girl who took me for a ride
Stole through her laws dissevering my estranged sting
Of the bread tickle as the struggle strove
Stole it to catch a giggle from my tongue
I shouldn’t bare the battle nor the blood
Nor the glad bud of making

Shall it be stale your tale? Say the harbingers
That stalk the mean girls for their ken
I shouldn’t bear the butting din of love
If I were skittled by puffed enamours
Searching heartbeat on an oar-edged swerve
I would not fear the null in the groin
Nor the sullen rave

 

BIO: Rehan Qayoom is a poet of English and Urdu, editor, translator and archivist. Educated at Birkbeck College, University of London, he has featured in numerous literary publications and performed his work internationally. He is the author of 2 books of poetry and several works of prose. He lives in London.