Koranic Conversation Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka
Koranic Conversation
I. The Question
In a rush
she forgot to put it on
risking criticism
on Ali Baba Street.
Because
she does not wear
a scarf today
should she consider herself
a sinner.
II. The Answer
Now half-buried
in dirt
the sand in her mouth
tastes like blood.
Hidden under a hijab sac
her lungs do not release
a single cry
while they stone her.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: pome
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