Poetic Pauses
the stories they carry within their histories. So take a moment and reflect over your own story, and how much of it has been influenced by beliefs held by others who came before you
“I feel the words pouring
Pouring from the pages
Pages contained in a library
A library under my skin
Skin that is softening
Softening under the water flowing
Flowing over stories, washing
Washing away the ink
Ink that seemed so permanent
Permanent only as chalk
Chalk that fills pages
Pages of pain and pleasure deprived
Pieces of hopes and dreams scattered
Scattered over volumes hidden
Hidden volumes of untold tales
Tales of longings unfulfilled
Unfulfilled potential, unheard voices
Voices of the voiceless women arise
Arise in my fingers
Fingers caressing the cheeks
Cheeks of voiceless grandmothers, aunts, second wives…”
By the poet Latifa Nur
