Tag: love
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The Graph of a Cry
My dissertation is available as a book for academics, libraries, and those who are interested to read more about the phenomenal journey of the American ghazal. This dissertation analyzes the journey of the ancient Arabic poetic form of the ghazal to America to provide insights into transnational poetry and cultural mobility. While the movement of […]
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They hand you a box
They hand you a boxFour neat lines joined at supremely perfect right anglesYour body, rounded at the edges, pliable, more flesh than muscleSqueezing yourself into shape you triumph, look you say, I fitSkin compacted into nothingnessCells harnessed to behave One day, unexpectedly you spill outOver the edges, across the linesMass dictating it’s ruleslook they say, […]
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Road Trip to Hasselt and Radhadesh
We made a short trip to Hasselt and Radhesh just after the New Year. Radhadesh holds a special place in my heart and I love going there to seek blessings. As it is a long drive from Amsterdam we decided to stay overnight at Hasselt. It turned out to be a cute little town with […]
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Cherry Blossoms in Amsterdamse Bos
Bambi (resident 10yo) and I put on our walking shoes, strapped on our backpacks, grabbed our picnic lunch, and headed off to see the Cherry Blossoms at the Kersenbloesempark located in the forest or the Amsterdamse Bos. The trek from Amsterdam, via Metro and two bus changes, to the Amstelveen side of the Bos was confusing […]
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The Miscarriage by Amit Majmudar
Some species can crack pavement with their shoots Source: The Miscarriage “if I consoled you it would make the loss your loss” —– How can Amit Majmudar’s words so relentlessly tangle the insides? Each line comes loaded, “his wealth of heartbeats.” I am currently reading his collection Dothead (2016). It has two ghazals. One of […]
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The Body by Boston Gordon
The Body by Boston Gordon – Guernica / A Magazine of Art & Politics. The Body By Boston Gordon March 16, 2015 There is of course the cutting of the body. Lean away from that for a minute. Stand in the middle of a shack on fabric row and browse the cardboard bricks wrapped in lace […]
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My heart is a firework
I have so much love in my heart I could drown the dining table and chairs in it They would float around the room wobbling, bobbing, from there to there I have so much love in my heart I am tossing you buoys Here, hold on, saturate in my desire for me I have […]