Extended Ideas by KJ Hannah Greenberg


Upon approaching an ancient stele, my companion sped
Afar from brush and forest glen, galloping far, instead.

He claimed his horse had pulled away, frightened by our odd nest,
But him, I knew a coward be; that scalawag’s brain had been wrest.

Where such imputations may sound shrill, seem music for district courts,
There’s no maiden, worth her hand, would endure jabber without report.

No ribbon exists for hiding wrongs, no gold for shielding outlaws.
Rather, louts who share out harms should give us gals much pause.

“To help humanity,” is a cunning joust, empty if systematically searched
Too many well-meaning, “misinformed” thugs later “repose” unperched.

The norms that suit armored gents, bode ill for ladies’ welfare,
Lewd giggles erupt anyway as many damsels really don’t care.

©2020 KJ Hannah Greenberg

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KJ Hannah Greenberg captures the world in words and images. Her latest photography portfolio is 20/20: KJ Hannah Greenberg Eye on Israel. Her newest poetry collection is Rudiments (Seashell Books, 2020). Her most recent fiction collection is Walnut Street (Bards & Sages Publishing, 2019).

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