Lunch Poems With Fady Joudah
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Lunch Poems - Fady Joudah
“The age of portrait is drugged. Beauty / is symmetry so rare it’s a
mystery.” In this 2018 event, Fady Joudah reads a selectio...
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THE RITUAL
To leave an extra plate for one not there:
Mother perfected that ritual when he left.
There was no returning, but what of it?
He will be here at sundown. "Your father
Is always prompt. The raw dinakdakan
Will spoil if he did not come on time."
She waited, but it took so long. She slept.
Wrapped in her flannel blanket, she knew
She’d have enough warmth for both of them.
A.B. Casuga
05-17-12
Las Pinas City SM Starbucks Cafe