by Shadab Zeest Hashmi
At death you measure
no more than our arms
When we rise
to blow a prayer into your charred lung
we find resplendent
butterflies
milling about — lapidary
punctuations of our time
together
(eleven months in all)
no more than our arms
When we rise
to blow a prayer into your charred lung
we find resplendent
butterflies
milling about — lapidary
punctuations of our time
together
(eleven months in all)
Horror turned honey
and lustrous
as buds of new fruit
and lustrous
as buds of new fruit
Ya Shahid
You Witnessed
Shadab Zeest Hashmi (born August 16, 1972) is a poet from Pakistan. She graduated from Reed College in 1995 and received her MFA from Warren Wilson. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including Poetry International, Vallum, Nimrod, The Bitter Oleander, Journal of Postcolonial Writings, The Cortland Review, South Asian Review, Universe: A United Nations of Poets. She has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize twice, and has taught in the MFA program at San Diego State University as a writer-in-residence. Hashmi has served as the editor of Magee Park Poets Anthology since 2000.
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