Let’s Talk Poetry: Movember Poems

November 12, 2013

Neil Carpathios

Contributing Columnist

That’s not a typo in the heading for this week’s column. Movember, if you didn’t already know, is the name lovingly given to the month of November’s call to arms for men to grow facial hair (“mo” signifying mustache…but any sort of facial scruff will do). Why this strange endeavor? You see, the growing of mustaches and beards during this month is a unified and visible act in the fight against prostate cancer, and support for other men’s health issues. You have to admit, growing facial hair might be one of the only things we men can do better than women. It is manly, masculine, and it demonstrates a bond with our fellow-furry beings. It empowers us—and it is for a good cause. Admit it ladies, don’t you want us to sacrifice one month of scraggly unkemptness and prickly kisses in order to stay healthy and encourage cognizance of health?

Here are two light-hearted poems that relate:


Oh the thought of it is quite frightful,

But a cure would be so delightful.

It’s Movember if you must know,

Let it grow, let it grow, let it grow!

Shaving this month, we be stopping,

Letting it grow, there’s no chopping.

Awareness to the cause, hey YO!

Let it grow, let it grow, let it grow!

When we finally win the fight,

And prostates return to the norm,

When we finally win the fight,

The boys will be back in top form!

To keep our brothers from dying,

Research to the cause keep trying.

If you are asked to shave say, NO!

Let it grow, let it grow, let it grow!

-Paul Lacombe

My Beard

My beard grows down to my toes,

I never wears not clothes,

I wrap my hair

Around my bare,

And down the road I goes.

-Shel Silverstein

So, brothers unite! For at least this month, put away your razors and shavers. And ladies, if you see more mustaches and beards this month, be thankful that we are trying to better ourselves for you, and for us all. And don’t worry, one month is not long enough to grow a beard like the one Shel Silverstein describes. Let the stubble go!

Address poem submissions and correspondence to: ncarpathios@shawnee.edu or Neil Carpathios, Shawnee State University, Dept. of English & Humanities, 940 Second Street, Portsmouth, OH 45662. (740-351-3478).