How far?
A glance, an inch, a mile, a light year,
A bridge, a wall,
beyond horizon, a touch,
Eyes closed,
Here.
Tag: Friendship
Woman to Woman
When it’s over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.– Mary Oliver
I met you at a very tender age. You wore a purple top, so tight and low cut that nothing was left to the imagination. Your husband gave us little lecture on love and new beginnings. You giggled at every silly joke the evening made that day, and your judging eyes stared at my uncomfortable face for hours. It was our first meeting. Continue reading “Woman to Woman”
A note from the evening
“time is a tree (this life one leaf)but love is the sky and i am for youjust so long and long enough” – E.E. Cummings
Meeting an old friend
Maybe there are better subjects in world’s curriculum,
but together we talk about colors of saucers
and matching cups half-full of our hopes. Continue reading “Meeting an old friend”
The opposite of loneliness
We are always seeking each other.
Always.
At coffee shop,
On the open pages of websites,
After each weird ringtone of
a new text on the phone,
inside closed room,
outside in a very floral
printed world.
Searching is hard. Finding harder.
The Day before Today
Friendship…
I still remember that day. The sky was crystal clear. All the plants in the garden were wrapped with yellow and white flowers. “The best garden in the entire universe,” I might have said that again and again. I accompanied my mom to her best friend Aunt K’s house for the first time in my life. My mom told me many stories about Aunt K’s house and garden where she spent a large part of her childhood, playing hide and seek, chasing the bees and drinking nectar from honeysuckle. Her memory was fresher than those blooming beauties of the garden. Her eyes twinkled each time she remembered her childhood in that garden during the story telling. Continue reading “Friendship…”
In the modern world..
Saturday 1 PM:
I enter the big, nicely lit phone store.
I am here because I accidentally laundry-washed my phone. A day without a phone really is a bliss. I know it. I have felt it numerous times. I wish my parents were living with me. I wish they did not have to feel anxiety and worries that were six thousand miles long when my phone died.
I wish the world was not bigger than my little happy home. Continue reading “In the modern world..”
That distance between our words
This weekend, I met my friend at her place for a weekend lunch party. It was raining outside and everyone was happy, sipping wine, talking about technology, laughing out, and listening to classic Ghazal. Continue reading “That distance between our words”
Flock and Feather…
“They are ready to give you new opportunity and they are really sorry for their behavior. “
“Whatever!” I shrugged, “I am not ready to forgive yet. “ Continue reading “Flock and Feather…”
