Treasure Island

Kazim Ali

(1971 / United Kingdom)

Renunciation


"The Sailor cannot see the North—but knows the Needle can—"
The books were all torn apart, sliced along the spines
Light filled all the openings that she in her silence renounced
Still: her handwriting on the papers remembered us to her
The careful matching of the papers' edges was a road back
One night Muhummad was borne aloft by a winged horse
Taken from the Near Mosque to the Far Mosque
Each book likens itself to lichen,
stitching softly to tree trunks, to rocks
what was given into the Prophet's ears that night:
A changing of directions—now all the scattered tribes must pray:
Wonder well foundry, well sunborn, sundered and sound here
Well you be found here, foundered and found

Submitted: Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 25, 2014

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