Picaroon - Issue #11 - November 2017
Welcome to the last 2017 issue of Picaroon, and the last before our extended break - we will be back with Issue #12 after your faithful editor's maternity leave. In the meantime, we have poetry of ice and snow, crime and punishment, death and life - and a garden in spring. Which is where we will meet again (in spring 2018). Featuring work by James H Duncan, F.R. Kesby, p.a. morbid, Jacob Butlett, Bethany Rivers, Sharon Phillips, Rachel Bower, Jessica Mehta, Ali Jones, Juliet Cook, Spangle McQueen, Paul Brookes, Russell Jones, Janet Philo, Brennan Downey, Emma Lee, Joan McNerney, Saira Viola, Reuben Woolley, Kitty Coles, Carla M. Cherry, Nick Allen, Benjamin Smith, Sally Barrett, Simon Williams, Irene Cunningham, Gareth Writer-Davies, Ken Cumberlidge, Ceinwen Haydon, and Jackie Biggs.
Welcome to the last 2017 issue of Picaroon, and the last before our extended break - we will be back with Issue #12 after your faithful editor's maternity leave. In the meantime, we have poetry of ice and snow, crime and punishment, death and life - and a garden in spring. Which is where we will meet again (in spring 2018). Featuring work by James H Duncan, F.R. Kesby, p.a. morbid, Jacob Butlett, Bethany Rivers, Sharon Phillips, Rachel Bower, Jessica Mehta, Ali Jones, Juliet Cook, Spangle McQueen, Paul Brookes, Russell Jones, Janet Philo, Brennan Downey, Emma Lee, Joan McNerney, Saira Viola, Reuben Woolley, Kitty Coles, Carla M. Cherry, Nick Allen, Benjamin Smith, Sally Barrett, Simon Williams, Irene Cunningham, Gareth Writer-Davies, Ken Cumberlidge, Ceinwen Haydon, and Jackie Biggs.
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Russell Jones<br />
Mrs Bun, the Baker’s Wife<br />
She’s not the spouse you’d expect: no<br />
ribbon in her hair, no summer dress, no apron<br />
bowed, no bag of flour cradled at her breast.<br />
She’s not the ageing poster child<br />
for the family bakery. She never bakes<br />
the bread. Mrs Bun refuses to rise<br />
to the crust of her name. She’s more<br />
than just the baker’s wife. She paints<br />
the town her shade, knocks off<br />
men quick as she knocks back malts.<br />
Mrs Bun plays happy families like no other.<br />
She acts the Doting Wife or Caring Mother<br />
but Bun is a criminal mastermind.<br />
She’s piss-tongued, strong-armed,<br />
the wild card. Bun’s a silent, bloody killer;<br />
steel-jawed, public enemy number one.<br />
In short: don’t fuck with Mrs Bun.<br />
The baker told her she was doe-eyed,<br />
dough-thighed. Now he’s toast, brown bread.<br />
The bloated bastard never saw her coming<br />
as he loaded the oven one last time.
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