Evening Shrouds by Syed Shehzar M. Doja

Sep 14, 2018
The evening — the cold resilient
sweet evening is adrift
   Listen!          the muezzin
                 screams into corners
                 of himself. The sacrosanct 
is camouflage. Believe
in the echo           displacing  convenient   spaces
displaying stain glassed windows
                      folding on a dare.

Disk is distant,
it festers like moving frames
in the back-alleys of a Nice

I listened!                               to stained glass
        breaking and delivered  (its)
        shrapnel as sacrifice. 


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