Poetry by Farah Lawal Harris


having dealt with the
of time for so long,
having time is like
a new revelation.

i find myself looking for
to satisfy my hunger for excitement;
yearning for
physical affection
during quiet moments when all i hear is
floors creaking,
old pipes running,
open-mouth breathing
and food digesting.
the urge to initiate
conversation and rekindle 
neglected friendships
arises strongly.

the rush in me has diminished–
no longer a slave
to minutes;
time can now wait for me.

3 responses

  1. Farah this is a beautiful thing. It seems to me that after a period of solitude or perhaps even isolation, you have become awakened to your being’s greatest desire and need: to know and be known.

    July 13, 2010 at 5:21 pm

  2. “time can now wait for me” – ahh yes 🙂

    July 13, 2010 at 5:33 pm

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