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by Sheikha A.
Every bone in his body pounds for a shift –
don’t burn under the flame just yet – write
the words the way an ache is nursed aligned
in bizarre syntax; humans that evict the light
find a ground awash with logic – flame brewing
soil – seed gnawing compost – sprout rebelling
root; all it takes is a few words for planets to
combust, for a miracle to glide as a star-shard
through taper pathways, and then the moon
drops its dust on a decade as over wrung time.
Every bone knows fear as fraternal passage,
glowing community of misfits – burn and ache;
don’t burn, but burn under the shift – pounding
tradition; orbiting the surfer’s silver spiral, he rides
moon-tides; what remains is space, splinters
floating at the edge, him looking down at flowers
Fiction © Copyright Sheikha A.
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
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Poems by Sheikha A. and Suvojit Banerjee
“The night is cold enough to inspire poetry,” says Sheikha A. in her poem, “Reading My Bones.” This is the basis of Nyctophiliac Confessions – poems that are introspective and luminal, poems that require a certain amount of silence and space to be fully formed and appreciated. Reading these poems, I imagined that they were the kind of poems that assert themselves unbidden during a bout of insomnia. (A nyctophiliac being someone who loves the night or loves darkness).
Nyctophiliac Confessions is the 17th installment of Praxis’ chapbook series and contains twenty-six poems written by two poets, Sheikha A. and Suvojit Banerjee, interspersed with abstract paintings by Robert Rhodes.