Ghazal: Of Prayer
While her organs wrecked, she had a mouth full
of prayer.
It was stage IV & I didn’t understand the logic.
How, of prayer,
Of the softness between God’s hands, cancer
could slip in unnoticed.
That’s My Dad
Ours was often a wordless language,
Whole conversations shared in the space
Between the hook flying from the rod,
To the splashdown in the water …
Tree Man
A big bush called to a tree man: Hey tree, what are you doing up there? Are you just doing a dance move?
Haiku [call to prayer]
Image: “Lahore #44” by Faizan Adil. The haiku was written by Almila Dükel for Rattle’s Ekphrastic Challenge, July 2024, and selected as the Editor’s Choice.
The Ghazal About _____
this ain’t a poem, but a treatise about ________
a manifesto for the people to shout ________