Category — Poems
I Am Here — Rasul in St. Louis
July 18, 2008 No Comments
Other Hands
Amman, April, 2008 - for the DAI team
Haifa’a speaks
Time to think.
Suddenly, in the midst of war,
time to remember,
to sift and re-sift,
to see clearly.
For forty years, I lived by the sun’s light,
drinking it through the mouth of my pupils.
Who could distinguish between that light and my eyes?
Didn’t my eyes also glow,
weren’t they themselves also stars?
May 15, 2008 No Comments
