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Knife


From my loneliness,
a lantern takes shape
to be used in an emergency
during rainstorms.
Or donated
to miners working in a gold mine.

From my loneliness,
a carriage is made
to be used at tourist spots.
Or when the express train
derails in bad weather.

From my loneliness,
a bridge will be built
to be used during and after
the war for tanks to cross.
Or to suddenly be blown up.

From my loneliness,
a knife is honed
to cut paper or peel an apple.
And when it rusts,
it will be plunged into my heart.


Zeeshan Sahil

Light and Heavy Things: Selected Poems
BOA Editions


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