Here It Is
By Mohja Kahf
Here it is Ramadan
and I forgot to pray
I can think only of you
Here it is iftar
and I forgot to eat
banqueting on a joy
not at this table
Here it is nightfall
and I forgot the lightswitch
a whole chandelier
brilliant in my ribcage
Here it is dawn
and I’ve forgotten—
what is it again
that I’m to do sunrise?
Oh yes: slip away
die
come back to life—
Here it is
Copyright Credit: Mohja Kahf, "Here It Is" from My Lover Feeds Me Grapefruit. Copyright © 2020 by Mohja Kahf. Reprinted by permission of Press 53, LLC.
Source: My Lover Feeds Me Grapefruit (Press 53, LLC, 2020)