New Nomad
I fall asleep in one town I wake up in the next I have no home to call my own My mind: it knows no rest My thoughts: now scattered, now formative I’m filled with wanderlust You hear my footfalls in the night Kicking up the dust
Category: poetics
Homonym
Layer upon layerSheet below sheetOnce upon a timeHistory repeatsMe upon youOld below new You are no moreNeither is your homeBut I am hereTracing you on my ownSearching for glimpses of youOld below new In the cracks of the plaster, new upon oldIn the lanes and the gulleys, a tale untoldIn the courtyard, sunken below layers […]
Takbir Fatima II 