LAND OF EXILE
It is a place of divided loyalties,
where hankering for the past disquiets
and eagerness for the future overawes
both strangers and old hands.
Here, we cobble together
a realm of ambitions .
yours, one of constancy;
mine, of hope – far from
where I was blown out
thousands of sand dunes away.
Where I come from,
we speak of movement
in hushed tones.
Where I come from,
we like to keep still.
I look around
this city of fit and frenzy,
the stony assemblages
rising from the restless land.
And I realize
we are the same,
together
in this bold pastiche,
appropriated as if unalive.
A. V.
15 August 2007
August 16th, 2007 at 6:10 am
This text is from a friend we have met recently, and this is always really great to have contributions like your’s,
Thank you for your poem AV!
It’s beautiful!
Aminatou
August 16th, 2007 at 6:54 am
Beautiful, perfect, delicate, and strong.
Thank you.