Sunday, June 24, 2007
Peace Fasting 3rd Week
Since my imagination is so limited, I transport here the things I labor over elsewhere.
This was the doggerel for the third peace fast on Friday, two days ago.
If you do not wish to read it - and I DO understand- then print it out and throw darts at it.
Peace Fast-3rd Week
I have a shaddouf...
a one camel shaddouf.
It's not much to look at,
but it's all mine.
And it brings water like 60
to the terraced field
where I "crash"
...my manzil...
my landing place
place of quiet
place of rest
place of sakeena.
There is a snake there
and there isn't.
sleek as a sheath and
sharp as a sword.
She whispers in my sleep,
brews black coffee,
sees the USA
in her Chevrolet...
ma amlasuha!
how sleek she is!
shining like a jewel...
...my Chevy...
not the snake.
I have a jihaaz...
it's more like a whatchamacallit...
it's very gold rubeberg
and it's all mine.
And it does it's...thing.
It's the best thing since
Nasruddin took a mudya
to a loaf of bread...
and sliced it.
bread of life
bread of love
bread, gift of Allah.
The site itself is over in the group of usual suspects on the right...the link field:
peace-weaving.blogspot.com
notes:
ma amlasuha = how sleek she is!
jihaaz = a thing-a-majig
mudya = a butcher's sharp knife
manzil = a landing place, your pad
shaddouf = a water wheel for irrigation
Labels:
peace fast,
poetry
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment