An Elegy from a Mother: English Poem by Muneeb Tahir Saleemi

An Elegy from a Mother: English Poem by Muneeb Tahir Saleemi

Somewhere in SEVILLE

The calm and convivial wind

Is blowing over my small hut

Taking soporific drug I am sleeping

Phantasmagoria is controlling my mind

And I can see the wind

Greeted with silence by my wind chimes

I know they are congenital blind

But they can feel the touch

And the residue of your absence

All they want is to be kissed

And choreographed by your little hands

But you cannot clock off from heaven

You are gazing at a hungry rabbit

Looking at me to grate a carrot

You are closing the windows

So that my rosary might not

Be mistaken as a necklace

How little are you to believe

In the THIEVING MAGPIE myth

You are finding your teddy bear

On your Papasan chair

Gifted by your father

Before his demise and before

I was widowed and cat-called

You began rhyming your poems

And when you said

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall

I received a HYPNIC JERK

The wind pacified me by saying

PONTE LAS PILAS

(Don’t give up)

But I am a mother

Not a bellowing cow who soon

Forgets her calf.