In the midst of the tumultuous uproar in this unbalanced world, two of my poems “Mending” and “Uprooting Rhubarb” have found a home in the pages of the magazine by The other side of hope . These verses explore the harsh realities of war, calamities, and the poignant absurdity of displacement and uprootedness.
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Uprooting Rhubarb
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In mid April of 1992,
dad’s old jeep
takes us to the Zagros slopes
that look heavy, pregnant
with mines, corpses, hopes.
He points to some spots
where we can safely wander
while little brother’s busy
licking smoke
and other remnants
off his tiny fingers.
We roam like foragers
treading lightly
over garments
draped
on skeletal hangers.
Our ravenous eyes
looking for rhubarb.
First we uproot the stems
then pile them
like fallen soldiers.
Just Words: Echoes of Kurdish Women 