Tuesday, August 6, 2024

"Portrait of My Nose" by Mohammed El-Kurd

               Arrogant with height.
One nose away from clouds.

I have my grandmother's
and in the knot, tangled
a homesickness
for people generous with
      nose.

My grandmother's is beautiful; mine is
one nose away from beauty,
one         away from Anglo-Saxon.

I have my grandmother's
and my grandmother had pride
favored functionality
she was never a
       nose away from anything
       but jasmines.

Nabil Anani


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