Poems of Healing

You Called to Ask Why it is Essential
for me to Keep the House

Please forgive me my head
full of windows, doorknobs,
I’m in love with the lemons on the tree

When I said, this place you are watching
on TV, in Paris, I have been there
My children were amazed

I told them:
I was a human being
even before I was your mother

Forgive me my head full of
saffron, garlic, and parsley
and every good thing passing through this house.

Esther Kamkar, Palo Alto, California artist and poet. Poems, poetry, writing, published works - footer logo

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