A Poem for Egypt
With his “heart full to bursting,” our lyrical friend and poet Yahia Lababidi sent me this short poem in response to the events happening in his native homeland of Egypt:
You are the deep fissure in my sleep,
that hard reality underneath
a stack of soft-cushioning illusions.
Self-exiled, even after all these years
I remain your ever-adoring captive
I register as inner tremors
— across oceans and continents —
the flap of your giant wing, struggling
to be free and know I shall not rest until
your glorious metamorphosis is complete.