I have turned our childhood into a few dozen verses;
there are places for dramatic pause,
and where memory failed,
I embellished a bit.
You’ve grown impatient with me
and my so-called poetic license;
I don’t remember that
has become your weary mantra.
D,
I am learning to excavate the good times too.
Can’t you see where I’ve colored some words?
Inserted those tender moments?
A famous writer once said that eventually
I will tire of myself and will be compelled
to tell the I-less stories….I anxiously await that moment.
But for now, I want to tell them about our war with mama’s illness
and how at school we were maimed for being foreign.
Remember D?
When they chased us up Tioga Street
and accused us of having voodoo and
scanned our dark bodies for tribal scars
and discovered the cayenne pepper we had hidden;
to throw in their faces,
to sting them,
to make them fear us,
to be left alone,
to be African.
D,
I have managed to poem all my pain;
tell me,
what do you do with yours?
Copyright © 2008 by Trapeta Mayson. This poem originally appeared in The American Poetry Review, November 2008. Used with permission of the author.
Long hast thou suffered, sister of my heart,
Still thou art
Fair to see ;
Thy pains thou entertainest with thy song,
But how long
Will this be?
The seasons all have come and gone, my dear,
But thy cheer
Still abides.
I ask which of thy moan or song is best
And thou sayst :
“God decides.”
I feel the ebbing of the undertone
Of thy moan
In thy song ;
How long will tears and irony compete
For thee, Sweet,
O, how long?
When wilt thou, Baby dear, with nimble feet,
Run to greet
Me at the door?
When wilt thou, Saada, walk again with me
Near the sea,
As before?
O sister, how I wish to see thee run,
In the sun,
On the sands !
The singing breakers and the smiling beach
To thee reach
Out their hands.
The light of day is longing for thy face
And the grace
Of thy form ;
O how I wish to see thee, Noor-ul-Ain
Caught again
In the storm !
From Myrtle and Myrrh (The Gorham Press, 1905) by Ameen Rihani. This poem is in the public domain.