Your unmanned drones make a living hell
of days and nights in my beautiful besieged country
Women tell each other secret poems
to make sense of the nightmare of oppression we live
Not enough tents for those war displaces
The horizon is littered with the broken-hearted
Landays: the secret poetry of Pashtun women, on the border of Afghanistan, by which they respond with sometimes ribald humor, sometimes love, grief and separation, to the harshness of their lives.
The first line of each couplet is 9 syllables, the second thirteen
source: poetryfoundation.org/media/landays
Day 20
So many things hard to understand...perhaps the results of things that happened long ago, or things that happened not so long ago. Of course women and children suffer most! xoxoxoxoxo
ReplyDeleteGetting the word out so beautifully has to be supporting them. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThe more who know, the more we can help with our thoughts and prayers, maybe, if nothing else.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written.
I find these very difficult to do. You did them beautifully.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sherry. You are so good about disseminating information this way. You have a talent for writing poetry based on real suffering. I appreciate becomming more aware.
ReplyDeleteThe sadness of a country that has been ripped apart and torn is so sad.. the sadness in the last one when not even a tents are available.
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