NDËR VËSHTRIMET E VJEDHURA (BETWEEN STOLEN GLANCES) – Siti Ruqaiyah HASHIM / Përktheu në shqip Erina Çoku

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Poems by Aroop Mitra

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‎IN MANY DIFFERENT WAYS / Poems by Leonard Dabydeen‎

Poems by ‎Leonard Dabydeen‎ 

 

IN MANY DIFFERENT WAYS

In many different ways. Forgetting will be

difficult to remember. Each episode takes

another turn in the journey. How memory is so

nostalgic is beyond the life of me. Sometimes

it is the way you walk, your feet make distinct

sounds. Shoes so different from sandals. Climbing

the stairs and going to your room. Humming a tune

as if singing is your birthright.

In many different ways. Forgetting will be

difficult to remember. Each morning the sun

hides the darkness of night. You walk among

the roses in the garden. Hues and tints linger

to watch your pretty smile. You in your petite dress.

Your rimmed straw hat makes the color of dried grass

shy, yet elegant.. Fruits and vegetables bundle

in your basket. You are our mother. Your patronage

needs no parenting.

In many different ways. Forgetting will be

difficult to remember. You are no longer at home. You

secretly gift yourself new real estate. You are going

to a distant land. Friendship will now have a new meaning.

Everyday we are going to wait for you. Breakfast is

at the head of the table. You are not sitting on the chair.

We know you are there. We will remember you.

We will remember you.