M A R C H 1 9 9 5
DARLINGby Naomi Shihab Nye
I break this toast for the ghost of bread in Lebanon.
Someone's kettle has been crushed.
And now our tea has trouble being sweet.
overnight each apple grows a bruise.
All day the sky in Texas which has seen no rain since June
What if the air grew damp with the names of mothers,
pinned to the map of Lebanon like a shield?
near the lonely Golan, looking northward toward
and a woman with generous hips like my mother's
Someone was there.
Who had just drunk water, sharing the glass.
It was almost too big to see.
Our friend from Turkey says language is so delicate
We will take this word in our arms.
Naomi Shihab Nye is the author of several books of poems. Her book for children, Benito's Dream Bottle, illustrated by Ya Cha Pak, will be published this month.
Copyright © 1995 by The Atlantic Monthly Company. All rights reserved.
The Atlantic Monthly; March 1995; Darling; Volume 275, No. 3; page 104.