DAMP STONE DOOR-STEPBYDAUD KAMAL

RECITED BYMUHAMMAD TABASSUM NAZIR

Damp stone door-step.

A midnight world

of tall flowers.

Behind me in the old courtyard

nothing but twisted parables.

What should I take

and what should I leave behind?

The loss will certainly cut deep.

What one remembers

Is always more incredible …

A hurricane hits a remote island.Brain cells die.The further you gothe more difficult it becomes.Every moment an era ends.