Doomed Rough Drafts
Hibah Shabkhez
Thread a way through every scrunched-up story
Through skeletons piled by an unblest horde
Wince and wonder at the turns of the sword
What unfrenzied heart can learn to savour
The glory of first poems that unchecked
By a deadline, flutter onto paper
After the rigours of a nuit blanche decked
With the laurels of the last victory?
Wince and wonder at the turns of the sword
Through skeletons piled by an unblest horde
Thread a way through every scrunched-up story
Through skeletons piled by an unblest horde
Wince and wonder at the turns of the sword
What unfrenzied heart can learn to savour
The glory of first poems that unchecked
By a deadline, flutter onto paper
After the rigours of a nuit blanche decked
With the laurels of the last victory?
Wince and wonder at the turns of the sword
Through skeletons piled by an unblest horde
Thread a way through every scrunched-up story