Amoula il Majnoona

Amoula's blog from Ramallah

Saturday, December 02, 2006

Suheir and me

break (balance)

everything is

looking for balance
in my body

this the thing

once broke open deluge original ark stark naked fallen stars

ana beside river myself
humble prayers broke
pity please don’t become me

way poet starts poem
in full moon
in box empty
waving for a call
a soweto sunset

space habibi in head wa heart
not math space in daily

at dawn reach for ra wa kiss sky

my homegirl’s morning counting gaza bodies
she will tell you the dead do not kiss
wa curly hair needs tending

there in no remainder melting dice craps all gamble tipping
point internal compass wa complicit wa content wa violent

way poem ends poem



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