Stripping Gaza by Manash Bhattacharjee

For Najwan DarwishA lucky three-year-old Is Saher* Abu NamousIf Gaza didn’t explode The world would have Known nothing of himNow he is all in reports One among the...

The Grandfather by Manash Bhattacharjee

To Steven O’ BrienGrandfather Heaney dug deep Into his country’s soil Another man unlike him left home To burrow through an alien forest In search of enemiesThe alien...

Khuda by Manash Bhattacharjee

Many times I passed by your house On my way to see my grandmotherI paused before the large iron gates Expecting to catch a glimpse of...

At Aya Sofia by Edward Lucie-Smith

Today it’s snowing, snowing In Istanbul, Stamboul, Constantinople, New Rome, Byzantium. The city has mislaid its Jews And most of its Greeks. The bones of its Armenians Are long scattered. Somewhere far...

Last Heron by Stella Davis

Last HeronAs the last heron goes, rooks fall from the sky like old black rags to carpet the new-laid field.Six days now, six days and nights without...

Last Heron by Stella Davis

Last HeronAs the last heron goes, rooks fall from the sky like old black rags to carpet the new-laid field. ____________________Six days now, six days and nights without rain...

The Teacher by Manash Bhattacharjee

To Upal DebHe wasn’t a blackboard Framing flightless birds Not a classroom figure Offering the curriculum To rows of bored facesHe sat on his bed facing The window Van...

Madonna and Child by Hugh Dunkerley

Don’t believe the lies: Joseph was a randy little sod. That’s why we had to leave, go back to Bethlehem where he told his family I was pregnant with...

Snowbound by Michael O’Neill

SnowboundCarriages lit and still between the drifts ... With each flake it took on a new form, the city they seemed exiled from --- almost a sad,...

October by Lydia Towsey

OctoberPizza bruschetta gold dress Rioja Autumn is here and Winter forgotten Walking through town arm in arm with a lover Moon in the sky and leaves good...

Five Years Ago by Manash Bhattacharjee

                        To Fady JoudahI was waiting at the platform For a train to Calcutta In...

The Daylight Comes With Me by John Darwin

Leave the world alone and close the door, seal this room from everything outside, nothing else exists but these four walls; we have eight hours and five...

The Veil by Manash Bhattacharjee

She walks past the wave Of curious glances An apparition eluding Light and desire Everything she hides from Trembles in her body She remembers the lures In every street But no street...
SYRIA by Ghayth Armanazi

SYRIA by Ghayth Armanazi

SUFFER THE COUNTRY Suffer the curled up corpses of the tortured Suffer the cluttered ranks of the bound and the beaten Suffer the pleading eyes of those...
Poet in Delhi

Poet in Delhi by Manash Bhattacharjee

Can you rinse away this city that lastslike blood on the bitten tongue?~ Agha Shahid Ali Delhi,where parrots liftthe weight of tombs,poets offer daggersto deepen...

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