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Lena Khalaf Tuffaha: Dhayaa’

In my language
the word for loss is a wide-open cry,
a gaping endless possibility.
In English loss sounds to me like one shuddering blow to the heart, all sorrow and absence hemmed in,
falling into a neatly rounded hole,
such tidy finality.

In my language
the word for loss is a long vowel stretched
taut and anchored between behemoth consonants, reverberating— a dervish word
whirling on itself
in infinite emptiness
the widening gyre,
the eternal motion of grief.


 

Copyright 2017 Lena Khalaf Tuffaha. From Water & Salt published by Red Hen.

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Lena Khalaf Tuffaha

2 comments on “Lena Khalaf Tuffaha: Dhayaa’

  1. Lorrie
    April 21, 2017

    John, I hadn’t thought that the least experienced soldiers were put on the front. How very sad for the children, for the Red Baron, the young girl in the wedding dress. So well written. Thank you

    Like

  2. Nishat Amber
    April 21, 2017

    Well-written!!!

    Liked by 1 person

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