Poetry by Farah Lawal Harris

Posts tagged “divine

From Disdained to Divine


for the past few years,
i have looked at my body with disdain–
blamed it for inexplicable pain,
glances from creepy men who refused to break stares
even after i shot the dirtiest of daggers with my eyes to say,
“get away from me.”
i have tugged my love handles unlovingly,
stood in the mirror jiggling parts
i’m too shy to mention through poetry,
cursed my skin for getting dry and scaled in the winter,
wished i was thinner,
wished i could trade this black woman body
for that of a girl named Molly
(with a big-enough booty to keep her warm on cold days),
wished bra shopping didn’t frustrate,
but now i recognize all the self-hate and laugh.

today, i look at this body
and see how much God loves me–
so much so that he hand-crafted me,
sculpted me without straight lines.
i am His design,
i am that divine living representation of Him.
i admire my skin
and every limb and curve it touches.
now when curious eyes land on me,
i smile to myself,
put myself in their shoes,
knowing that if i saw such a creation,
i’d stop and look too.

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Blankety Blank


blank slate,
blank page,
blank mind,
blank heart
full of blank grief,
empty sorrow.
who cares about tomorrow?
it’s blank too
like the response to a question
that’s inappropriate and uncomfortable.
blank rest,
blank nest
full of love, often too much.
i need some air
so my blank lungs can breathe here,
share the earth with blank eyes,
blank souls
just like mine
in a world that is both blank and divine
and be full.