Revolution
Nahr al-Bared, 2007
After a night of mortar fire,
in the first light, her father drags
a hose across his yard, to water
the plum saplings he planted
last month. Half a world away,
crepe myrtles outside her home
blaze, impotent red blooms.
When she phones, he will talk
only about the plums, how
sweet they will taste, sliced
and salted, on his favorite plate.
“Revolution” from Showtime at the Ministry of Lost Causes by Cheryl Dumesnil, © 2016. Reprinted by permission of the University of Pittsburgh Press.