Treasure Island

Atef Ayadi


The Tail Of A Comet


A figure,

Quoted:

“Where do you get the idea of the self-centered monk
(totally cut off from everyone else) ?
please do not think that you saw the light and
the rest of us are in total
misguided darkness.
Maybe you're actually finding out about things that are passé?
The post modern age is also about solidarity, justice,
and most of all community.
Granted that you can create your own community wherever you are,
but the post modern condition underscores the impossibility to forget,
the impossibility to erase the memory.
I’m not trying to sell you on an old fashioned and
conservative notion of (biological)
family, but it is there, and if you're trying to
re-invent yourself; others are equally free to refuse.”

I like the
Flow,
The beauty
Of expressions,
The heat dissipated from
The intensity
And tension
Among evaporated words,
Crystallized
Dots,
The flying debris of commas,
And semi-colons.

I wonder
About
The ice and dust
For how long
They are going to hold,
Shine and last.

I am an orphan
Like any other orphans
My mother is
Any woman who can afford
To smile.

My family
Is a piece of land
Crowed with anything
Or with almost nothing.

Submitted: Sunday, June 22, 2008
Edited: Thursday, March 26, 2009
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