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green-eyed crows
by Sheikha A.
she steps down her throne –
purple fractal astral walking
on thin sheets of snow;
her waters whisper scars
beneath sectors of humans
beyond skies of soul-bearing;
the nights of dreaming
in washed up driftwood,
the atoms of her battles
calcify like glass in fire,
she walks like a scarlet moon
splitting against wisps of grey;
the trees of her oceans
house phantom crows –
burnt corals under dimming
light – the jade of their eyes
watch from blindness,
their mouths like scry
opening to swallow clouds –
golden wisps of her soul;
wisps of her fate at the gates
of their voice, the noiseless
thumping of her soles
walking on shadow-shards,
sirens of hallows drape her
receding body; she washes
to the shore as secrets,
the kind meant to deafen.
Fiction © Copyright Sheikha A.
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
More from author Sheikha A.:
Nyctophiliac Confessions:
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.
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