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Sunday, May 28, 2006

Now that I've recovered from putting on The Threepenny Opera, I'll try to get back to posting things here. Who knows?

Today's link on Silliman's blog to an article about five Afghani women poets reminded me that I wanted to post this poem "from Turkey, written by the Armenian poet Zahrad" (neither from Afghanistan nor a woman), included in Madhur Jaffrey's amazing World Vegetarian cookbook.

A WOMAN CLEANING LENTILS

A lentil,
a lentil, a lentil, a stone.
A lentil, a lentil, a lentil, a stone.
A green one, a black one, a green one, a black. A stone.
A lentil, a lentil, a stone, a lentil, a lentil, a word.
Suddenly a word. A lentil.
A lentil, a word, a word next to another word. A sentence.
A word, a word, a word, a nonsense speech.
Then an old song.
Then an old dream.
A life, another, a hard life. A lentil. A life.
An easy life. A hard life, Why easy? Why hard?
Lives next to each other. A life. A word. A lentil.
A green one, a black one, a green one, a black one, pain.
A green song, a green lentil, a black one, a stone.
A lentil, a stone, a stone, a lentil.