Fatima Nusairat Poet Free verse

The Sun Laughs

The Sun Laughs
I remember as I am touching mirrors, my name.
  
My name comprised of five characters 
Urges me now, to pick up 
The scattered pieces of memories  
in the empty box of 'cellophane'
It's what an old woman does

The sun laughs 
As my name dictates,
The words and steps
The looks,
The moments that comes and goes
In a room, in a house, behind walls,
Dictating these words as I sob
 
The sun laughs 
So I remember my name 
As the sleeps bird in the park 
Above the stairs on the thresholds, 
On the doors and on the door handles, 
In the hallway in the cellars, 
In circles in curves,

Under penthouse, in the attic, 
In the narrow lanes in the alleys, 
In 'Abu Teir’s shop', in shed' watermelon, 
In chicken serfs,
In the old houses corridors, 
In wheat fields over the almond trees 
Between olive branches and
The trunks of fig trees
 
The sun laughs 
I touch my name,
One character at a time
One by one, 
To be sure that I am yet, not dead


Written by © Fatima Nusairat

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