Warsan Shire


Warsan Shire
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Shire was born in 1988 in Kenya to Somali parents. She immigrated to the United Kingdom at the age of one. Shire has a Bachelor of Arts in Creative Writing. As of 2015, she primarily resides in London

In 2011, Shire released Teaching My Mother How To Give Birth, a poetry pamphlet published by flipped eye. Her full collection is to be released in 2016 through flipped eye.

Shire has read her poetry in various artistic venues throughout the world, including the United Kingdom, Italy, Germany, North America, South Africa and Kenya. Her poems have been republished in various literary publications, such as the Poetry Review, Magma and Wasafiri. Additionally, Shire's verse ... more »

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  • Peggy Norris(7/16/2019 11:24:00 PM)

    Home is a very moving poem. Trump should read it, but unfortunately, he doesn't read...

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  • Prabir Gayen Prabir Gayen(2/24/2019 10:32:00 PM)

    Extraordinary talented poetess....God bless you.

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  • Kaweena(2/9/2019 6:48:00 PM)

    One of the greatest poet... She is very skilled..

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  • Alain(9/19/2018 6:09:00 AM)

    Fabulous and really talentuous! ! !

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  • Isabella(5/20/2018 11:52:00 PM)

    Amazing. Terrible, and melancholy and awful and amazing...

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  • Racia(5/10/2018 4:48:00 PM)

    Such sympathetic choice of words. I appreciate Her work.

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  • jaejae(2/4/2018 10:55:00 AM)

    lover her work. she is very talented,

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Best Poem of Warsan Shire


no one leaves home unless
home is the mouth of a shark
you only run for the border
when you see the whole city running as well

your neighbors running faster than you
breath bloody in their throats
the boy you went to school with
who kissed you dizzy behind the old tin factory
is holding a gun bigger than his body
you only leave home
when home won't let you stay.

no one leaves home unless home chases you
fire under feet
hot blood in your belly
it's not something you ever thought of doing
until the blade burnt threats into
your neck
and ...

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