Shouting God by Tiel Aisha Ansari
The hills above The Dalles are striped with snow and last year’s stubble. Hawks hunt along the rows. The hills were shouting G…
The hills above The Dalles are striped with snow and last year’s stubble. Hawks hunt along the rows. The hills were shouting G…
“Osama… meet George… Here’s bread and water to eat the rest of your days…” I’m frankly a bit obsessed. The “Islamic Haiku” I’v…
We burn the town down… then we send in more fire trucks to patrol the smoke? It’s the morning after The Decider’s decision to…
Democrats cowards… Republicans criminals… I watch the sparrows… This is a traditiona…
The Prophet Muhammad walked in – his face a moon – his head represented by God’s fla…
A tree in the woods beyond earshot of any cried Oh Allah! Two bits of star debris in space began to collide – Oh…
At the hour when it seems we’re about to send more troops to die, and the madmen at the wheel of the Ship of…
THE WORLD If all the shapes in the world were to proclaim themselves in the spirit of devotional usefulness and art and call o…
An arrow that left its bow in the Middle Ages was still in orbit round and round the earth not having found its…
PRAYER AT THE KA’BA Oh Lord, the orange cat lying asleep on the shoe rack outside th…
TWO SHORT POEMS 1 White moth on the black cloth of the Ka’ba — Do you know where you…
WHAT ARE FEET FOR? What are feet for but to go around the Ka’ba comprar levitra genérico? What are eyes for but to look…