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Sukoon-Mag-Issue-6-S-2015
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Mo<strong>the</strong>r <strong>and</strong> The Lover’s Rock<br />
A bl<strong>in</strong>d beggar <strong>in</strong> Beirut<br />
stopped my mo<strong>the</strong>r<br />
by <strong>the</strong> Raouché<br />
where unrequited lovers<br />
used to jump.<br />
She was pale<br />
<strong>and</strong> very th<strong>in</strong>,<br />
with a frighten<strong>in</strong>g<br />
copper mane.<br />
I wondered if<br />
a spell she’d cast<br />
before to atta<strong>in</strong><br />
supernatural skills<br />
had gone horribly awry<br />
<strong>and</strong> this is how<br />
she ended up<br />
bl<strong>in</strong>d <strong>and</strong> destitute.<br />
Did she not know<br />
about <strong>the</strong> perils<br />
of ‘Gods bear<strong>in</strong>g gifts’?<br />
“You are veiled,”<br />
she told my mo<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
“And possess<br />
a Kuwaiti citizenship.<br />
Come here,<br />
<strong>and</strong> I shall unveil<br />
your future.”<br />
“No thanks,”<br />
said mo<strong>the</strong>r,<br />
“I don’t believe<br />
<strong>in</strong> soothsayers.”<br />
“There is greatness <strong>in</strong> your path!”<br />
She shouted at my mo<strong>the</strong>r’s back.<br />
“You must not be confused<br />
about your role when <strong>the</strong> time arrives.”<br />
That stopped mo<strong>the</strong>r <strong>in</strong> her tracks.<br />
She glanced at <strong>the</strong> giant rock<br />
where lovers came to die,<br />
<strong>the</strong>n trotted to <strong>the</strong> beggar,<br />
who sat cross-legged<br />
with an open palm.<br />
In <strong>the</strong> car,<br />
mo<strong>the</strong>r’s eye tw<strong>in</strong>kled with desire<br />
that melted all thoughts<br />
of <strong>the</strong> civil war<br />
she came to Lebanon<br />
to resolve.<br />
Nada Faris<br />
HE Traveled on a Tra<strong>in</strong><br />
He traveled with history on a tra<strong>in</strong>,<br />
but remembered that <strong>the</strong> tra<strong>in</strong><br />
was never built <strong>in</strong> Kuwait,<br />
thus waylay<strong>in</strong>g history. Or,<br />
one version of it, at least.<br />
He traversed l<strong>and</strong>s<br />
that were not his own,<br />
<strong>in</strong> army uniform, dapper<br />
though creased <strong>and</strong> crumpled,<br />
his backpack full of energy bars<br />
<strong>and</strong> batteries. He<br />
was ever so polite,<br />
tipp<strong>in</strong>g his beige bent hat<br />
to strangers, smil<strong>in</strong>g, ask<strong>in</strong>g<br />
about <strong>the</strong>ir names <strong>and</strong> health<br />
—strangers he would not hesitate<br />
to bomb when elevated<br />
thous<strong>and</strong>s of miles <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> air,<br />
<strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong>y mere <strong>in</strong>sects crawl<strong>in</strong>g<br />
on <strong>the</strong> planet that gave him<br />
his accent, his burgers, his beard.<br />
He traveled with history on a tra<strong>in</strong>,<br />
both passengers without a map,<br />
but you know what he always likes to say,<br />
“If <strong>the</strong>re is a will, <strong>the</strong>re is a way,” <strong>and</strong> Bill<br />
is a capta<strong>in</strong> with orders,<br />
blast<strong>in</strong>g through <strong>the</strong> multiverse,<br />
<strong>the</strong> loud air horns warn<strong>in</strong>g strangers<br />
<strong>from</strong> trespass<strong>in</strong>g, a he<strong>in</strong>ous offence,<br />
—strangers whose names he remembers<br />
<strong>and</strong> to whom he gave out chocolate<br />
<strong>and</strong> chew<strong>in</strong>g gum <strong>and</strong> said,<br />
“For your feisty little girls.”<br />
He, my capta<strong>in</strong>,<br />
never questions <strong>the</strong>ir color<br />
<strong>from</strong> <strong>the</strong> air,<br />
black, brown, or gray<br />
are close enough<br />
<strong>in</strong> a cubical, <strong>and</strong> besides,<br />
when he divests himself of his uniform,<br />
he retires to his office<br />
to celebrate himself,<br />
<strong>and</strong> wonders how he<br />
<strong>and</strong> history<br />
can sell ano<strong>the</strong>r<br />
50 Shades of Grey,<br />
for our feisty little girls.<br />
Nada Faris<br />
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