Parveen Shakir

(24 November 1952 - 26 December 1994 / Karachi / Pakistan)

Who Then Had The Time To Meet Herself - Poem by Parveen Shakir

That I'd manage to glue together the slivers
of my shattered pride,
repair the tattered wings of my aborted flights,
and obtain my body's leave to bid you farewell—
I didn't know.
I had learned so little about myself.
Otherwise this ritual of saying goodbyes
could have ended long ago;
I could've found my courage earlier.
But who then had the time to meet herself?

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 9, 2012

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