In quiet anonymity, the cactus
has overseen the whole affair.
Myriad thorns have pricked
hot words and deep sighs
into the early hours
of a gray, winter's morning.
The cactus is now meditating
upon human cruelty
and silvery snares.
Zaina Anwar 2010
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2 comments:
I like. Cactus tales. coincidentally, I just ate sago cactus for the first time, while on a city visit - tastes like peapods. Thanks as always for sharing your work, Zaina - hope you had a good holiday or two this Christmastide, and all the best for the next calender cycle -
PG
Thank you, PG. Happy Holidays to you too!
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