Warsan Shire

Warsan Shire heter den lovende unge poeten fra Storbritannia. En fantastisk og talentfull jente, hadde jeg bodd i England hadde jeg garantert vært på alle hennes diktopplesninger, jeg vurderer faktisk å fly til London bare for å gjøre det.

Bloggen hennes:  http://www.warsanshire.blogspot.com/

MySpace profil:  http://www.myspace.com/warsanshire

day nine.

and what of those women
who came home with the bleeding hands

those who held down the thighs
of their daughters

those who cleaned the rusted
blade with warm spit

who lit coal beneath
binded legs

who lit fires and drank
tea leaves under tin skies

who danced when a man came
to try to make a woman out of that wound

who paraded when the sheets came back
a siren red

what of them now?

at night does a henna tipped forefinger
remind them of all the flesh cut away
by mother
and mothers mother
and mothers mothers mother

and do they the remember their daughters
and cry?