Sofiul Azam Poems
|41.||In Praise Of Clichés||7/17/2016|
|43.||The Fish Curry||7/21/2016|
|44.||Loose Ties Of Consanguinity||7/21/2016|
|46.||The Twins' Pilgrimage||7/21/2016|
|49.||Waiting For A Package||7/22/2016|
|50.||To Robert Lowell||7/22/2016|
|52.||To Osip Mandelstam||7/22/2016|
|53.||Alphabet Of Compromise||9/7/2008|
|54.||Remembrance Of Things Past||2/16/2006|
|58.||Apostles Of The New Age||9/16/2005|
|60.||St. George And The Dragon||8/27/2005|
|61.||The House Of Rumours||3/23/2005|
|64.||Somewhere Around Despair||7/25/2005|
|65.||In Love With A Gorgon||3/23/2005|
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In Love With A Gorgon
At the time of the sun's spitting saffron out in the sky,
my life turned into a dazzling Gorgon and smiled.
The Gorgon with her snaky hair and tempting eyes
that I didn't know, turned a lot of things into stone.
Her smile drove me unwilling to suffer an eclipse,
frantic to climb the ladder of paramount ecstasy.
Prying into the tangles of love, I shrugged off
the unburdening of things we carry to the end.
Her smile seemed like music of pebbles in a stream.
I didn't know only monsters thrive under her spell.
She stared me out of countenance and...
The House Of Rumours
(for Monira Qais)
I had just slipped straight from my mother’s womb
into this house where rumours breed like spawn,
and the grown-ups grinned as I stood like a torso;
my eyes blinked at the dazzle of their carnival lights.
And the lords of life told I’d just be freaking out;