From Behind the Veil

Anonymous “O Prophet! Tell thy wives and thy daughters and the women of the believers to draw their cloaks close around them … so they be recognized and not annoyed.” (Koran 33:59)

“And when ye ask of them anything, ask it of them from behind a curtain.” (Koran 33:53)




       Tell your Master

When I am Lost

In the Darkness I am consumed

By concentration not to lose


Uninterrupted blue ocean sky

A childhood memory

An invention of the imagination

Swirling water with words

I doubt the dance

Men take for granted


Stereotype of submission.

The curtain closed between women

And the world together.

Together we will measure our separate roles

Mourn our losses.

I watch the cobblestone street

Through the wooden trellis.

A multi-faceted vision carved for my modesty.

The window box full of blood poppies, kind daisies.

Such blooms belong in unruly valleys,

Accidental beauty.

To see a flower uninterrupted

I have to pluck it.

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