Tag: Poetry

Noah’s Ark   Noah’s Ark was not emptied even when the rainbow scintillated over the sea and the winds stopped and ...

Sketch of a Girl   Her dead gray finger On the railing As if a rolling coin Falling down With ...

“…within my own work that I like best are places where I experienced a sense of mystery—rather than mastery”   ...

  NOON   Noon in the unnamed cities without clocks and without hours all the clocks read NOON   Noon ...

Poets and peddlers Heroes proceed in the dark GEORGE SEFERIS   How much poetry was written about the Nazis? The ...

A Certain Homeland And in terms of you, homeland! ***   In an Arab homeland, we lean on the table ...

    We Are Where We Are In the depths of sleep, I dreamt of somebody else’s unspoken words. I ...

  I place my forehead on the plate glass-front And peered in at the darkness... And there was nothing there ...

My dear Ashraf, Though I am not accustomed to this, I would like to start this letter with a quote: ...

arise! ‘they being dead yet speaketh’   so history is done, the shafts capped, the breathless heaps erased or made-over: ...