Lyre
A lyre sat in the sun and played itself Harps all over the world began to strum leaned up against corners in Latino Tavernas…
Puppets can’t break their fast
through their painted mouths
Rocks can be said to be
fasting forever
Mountain “fastnesses” are a kind of
stronghold or fortress
Colors are fast that never
cut and run
The Ramadan fast goes by day by
sometimes-uphill-day anything but
fast
though if we fasten ourselves to it
it seems to go faster
and with an “e” thrown in for
“effort” we can look
forward to a feast
and so faithfully fulfill our
fast
8/22/11 22 Ramadan (from Ramadan is Burnished Sunlight)
Categories: Poems, Ramadan / 'Eid, Fasting