Dawn and I dawn my caftan
With pen in hand
I close my eyes
And start crafting
I put on my djellabah
Which begets my lojong
...and soon
I begin to float
Like paint, ink blankets
The sheets of my Bengali jute
...and soon
I begin to coast
In this moment
I exist happily
Outside of all I know
About me
* Reprinted from 'My Hajj A Collection of Poems by Mekael'
© September 16, 2011 by Mekael Shane
Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 2:26 PM UTC
Dawn and I dawn my caftan
With pen in hand
I close my eyes
And start crafting
I put on my djellabah
Which begets my lojong
...and soon
I begin to float
Like paint, ink blankets
The sheets of my Bengali jute
...and soon
I begin to coast
In this moment
I exist happily
Outside of all I know
About me
* Reprinted from 'My Hajj A Collection of Poems by Mekael'
© September 16, 2011 by Mekael Shane
