by Mohja Kahf
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
"to stand alone at this frontier:
where the shape of the cup of morning is strange
and dome of sky, mat of earth have shifted,
where God does not have a house yet
and the times for prayer have not been appointed."
A magnificent collection of poems. The first section written about the Hagar story from the perspectives of Hagar and Sarah and modern day Hagars and Sarahs. And then a collection of poems about or from the perspectives of prominent women in the Muslim tradition. All bringing to light particularly feminine concerns.
"I used to carry around a little mosque
in the chambers of my heart
but it closed indefinitely pending
extensive structural repairs."
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