By Dilruba Ahmed Dilruba Ahmed
What god will catch me
when I’m down, when I’ve taken
sufficient drink to reveal
myself, when my words are little
more than a blurring
of consonant and vowel?
I’m drunk on spring:
branches of waxy leaves that
greet me at my driveway,
a family clutching
trays of sweets.
How can I sing of this?
If I cannot sing, then
make me mute. Or lend me
words, send me
the taste of another’s prayer,
cool as a coin
newly minted on the tongue.

Dilruba Ahmed, “Petition” from Dhaka Dust. Copyright © 2011 by Dilruba Ahmed. Reprinted by permission of Graywolf Press,

Source: Dhaka Dust (Graywolf Press, 2011)

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Poet Dilruba Ahmed

POET’S REGION U.S., Mid-Atlantic

Subjects Activities, Eating & Drinking, Nature, Spring, Religion, The Spiritual

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Dilruba Ahmed is the author of Dhaka Dust (Graywolf, 2011), winner of the Bakeless Literary Prize for poetry awarded by the Bread Loaf Writers’ Conference. Her poetry has appeared in Blackbird, Cream City Review, New England Review, New Orleans Review, and Indivisible: Contemporary South Asian American Poetry

Of her first book, a Hyphen Magazine reviewer observed, “What’s so promising about Dhaka Dust is precisely that Ahmed . . .

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SUBJECT Activities, Eating & Drinking, Nature, Spring, Religion, The Spiritual

POET’S REGION U.S., Mid-Atlantic

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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