Friday, 20 August 2021

Recalling Ascension

Blooms of catcheons

The bow and the court

The cradle foregone

The sitting hurl

Buraq steeped in hierarchies

Forgotten sounds

A Prophet reborn

Likeness to intransigence

Mother and father

In an empty call.

Cries in the night.

- By Laila Ali Haid

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