Water aches
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Painting by Dr Jamal Badwan
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Polished lips,
circles of hatred,
hovered like buzzards above them.
How could I curtain my window
where distances were separated from the joints of ecstasy
hiding its heavy shadow in suspicion’s bed?
I squeezed the grapes of wild despair
but failed to produce a stream of wine;
nor did my feeble drops manage to wake those
who lay sleeping through the drought.
My cloud passes through each text
Pleading for rain through the cracked clay …
O my poem!
Flounce,
defraud me!
I might be able to pass through a needle’s eye,
shielded by sand.
The word’s giant keeps poking my patience
with his letters’ crooked staff,
trying to dislodge the fortune-teller
from the shoulders of my prayer.
I have been burdened
carrying the pains of water;
this season has not miscarried its winter.
His palm, drenched with melting despair,
calloused by hunger,
informs me …
How can I
redeem the sobbing seasons
and how can I scaffold my martyred sighs?
First published on The Hyper Texts journal of poetry
