
Flowers of the Word (for Hrant)
You arrived in my life again, planted in the furrow, A mighty seedling of sight, of memory, of shadow, Easter opening soft as the sun, recollected, Սրտիս նոր ծաղիկները budding with love of fire, Fortitude […]
You arrived in my life again, planted in the furrow, A mighty seedling of sight, of memory, of shadow, Easter opening soft as the sun, recollected, Սրտիս նոր ծաղիկները budding with love of fire, Fortitude […]
I lived my days smiling at the sun abandoned to dreams saving the salt of tears to be shed some day into the dark blue waters of the salty Black Sea at stormy nights where […]
When you’re ready, keep it steady. The road will rise to meet you. The wind, it will surprise you, When you’re ready. How could any moment Hold more beauty and torment Than this tender weaving? […]
The rain washed all the colors, Remained only the grey. The rain is cold, but hides your tears In days of fear and pain. Dreams are elusive horizons Without the deceit of hope In a […]
Every day, I come a little bit closer To the homescapes of our mother tongue, Inviting me into gardens of grief Made bright, deathless flower of the Word Growing from a new grave, voice unearthed, […]
words disintegrating into “civilian settlements targeted by unmanned aerial vehicles resulting in widespread destruction to infrastructure” into “civilian targeted unmanned vehicles widespread infrastructure” into “civilian unmanned widespread” we are unmanned words like “international community” disintegrating […]
Bathe each fresh cut in our rivers of tears. Remember, Take care of the root. Kiss all the pain into stars, within scars, within stars. Remember, Take care of the root. Plant our battered hearts […]
For Artsakh To make a fire, Clear rocks and stones To find earth dry enough to serve The blaze to come. Gather tinder, kindling and wood Because you need all three For the flame to […]
Animosity- the word taints my palate already, nesting this once again rage. I wake to tales of animosity, breaking my fast of evening, my insides churn into a blood batter of the cortisol passed down […]
I spent two hours Buffing away a century and a fifth Of corrosion from a doorknob, To get my mind Off the madness around me– So far, yet so close– While flipping channels on the […]
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