Saturday, May 12, 2012

ج

These spaces, these absences, the silences between your words: so familiar. This much we share? Each birth, each death, separation.

'I was kept from harm by a word found in nobody's heart.' A word no-one will ever write. In a book, you find a stray hair, and forget the words.

Say[...
You
[
[
[
[
broken..[gold] burnt
heart]
soul
[Kh]

To say it briefly: 
You have broken, burnt,xxx carried off, robbed my
xxxxxxxxxheart,xx patience, rest,xxxx soul,

Kh:

For me the first letter of my soul is the tip of the curl
which looks like the ringlet of ج

3 comments:

Roxana said...

this is a truly impressive portrait, i can't take my eyes off her face, her eyes...

did you manage to finish that sappho-article?

billoo said...

which sappho article? and how did you know this was sappho?! gosh, you should have been a detective! Yes, i can see it now, a kind of female Colombo. :-))

b.

Anonymous said...

a thing of beauty.