Prose poem by Anwer Ghani

Anwer Ghani is an award-winning Iraqi poet, Pushcart nominee and author of more than a hundred books. He was born in 1973 in Babylon. His name has appeared in more than fifty literary magazines and twenty anthologies in USA, UK and Asia and he has won many prizes; one of them is the “World Best Poet in 2017 from WNWU”. In 2018 he was nominated to Adelaide Award for poetry and in 2019 was nominated to Pushcart Award. He received Rock Pebbles Literary Award, International Yasser Arafat Award for Peace and the award of United Spirit of Writers Academy for Poetry in 2019. Anwer is a religious scholar, consultant nephrologist and author of more than a hundred books; thirty of them are in English like; “A Farmers Chant; Inner Child Press 2019, “Colored Whispers; AABAS Publishing House, 2019, and Salty Tales, Just Fiction, 2019.). Anwer is the editor in chief of Arcs Prose Poetry magazine.

Torabika

Like any man in this country, I pray at dawn, and after my prayers I like to drink my coffee. I like “Torabika” because it has a great foam. Every morning, when I open my eyes, I see many hopes but with dark faces. This is not because of my coffee but because the hearts are gray, bogus and fake. Often, I do not see anything. Perhaps because I do not master the art of masks. In fact, sometimes, I think that there is nothing in our world real other than my prayers and my Torabika.