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Ali Znaidi

A Special Poetry Workshop

Under the mulberry tree,
beneath the shadow of eternity,
she was lying restless, like a silkworm.

Jangling desires. Milk, & its ilk. Silk.
Lunar lips.

Sappho was retouching her lipstick.
-- A necessary bit of color for her creative concoctions.

Her face shone. Surely, the moon will accept her words.--
Breaths of eternity.

A Metaphor Sonnet

A metaphor is a foreign land full
of corpses. A carnage of words. It has a way
of coding stories that make up who we are.
It has a way of unearthing our bravadoes.
It has a way of swallowing fog but remains
immaculate. It springs out of that sommaire
of fears. A way of saving us from falling into
the swamp. It moves forward. It triggers desire.
It makes us rejoice in every single vowel.
It has a way of muting the Big Bang in us.
It has a way of extracting tunes from
the broken strings of a violin.

--It always prepares itself for fake innocence,
but finds itself only rolling in the first {original} sin.

Ali Znaidi (b.1977) lives in Redeyef, Tunisia. He is the author of several chapbooks, including Experimental Ruminations (Fowlpox Press, 2012), Moon's Cloth Embroidered with Poems (Origami Poems Project, 2012), Bye, Donna Summer! (Fowlpox Press, 2014), Taste of the Edge (Kind of a Hurricane Press, 2014), and Mathemaku x5 (Spacecraft Press, 2015). For more, visit aliznaidi.blogspot.com.

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