About the Poem
I wrote this poem to give expression to my ideas about the tricks our mind plays on us with regard to memories - about how sometimes thoughts, feelings and imagination cross into our memories - and how, as a result we create illusions.
|by S. Selina Jamil
over reflection's widening shoals
of memory frets,
out like tiny drops of coconut oil
dropping from careworn hands
fingering unbraided hair,
for a moment like silver
drops of splurging water titillated
by the diurnal romance
of a wet dark veil of hair,
as the translucent irony
the afternoon sun beckons.
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