Another Gaza Reel
Another child in Gaza—unseeable under rubble,
but for one arm
jutting out of sharp and rocky ruins,
her fingers curling and uncurling.
She must have heard the man calling out—
here to lift
hunks of a building off of the living—
he hopes — calling out again and again,
is anyone here? is anyone alive?
Her fingers answer.
Her fingers are her mouth and tongue now,
curling and uncurling, they call out,
I’m here, over here, I’m here, right here,
I’m here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here,
Copyright © 2023 by Haleh Liza Gafori. This poem was first printed in The Brooklyn Rail (December 2023 / January 2024). Used with the permission of the author.
Haleh Liza Gafori
Haleh Liza Gafori, is an Iranian American translator, poet, performance artist, and composer born in New York City. Her book Gold, which features her translations of poems by the thirteenth-century sage and mystic, Rumi, was published by New York Review Books Classics/Penguin Random House in 2022. She has also been published in Harvard Review, The Brooklyn Rail, Literary Hub, Hyperallergic, and The Marginalian.