I was perusing a poetry section in the San Francisco Public Library last week and happened upon, The World's Embrace," by Abdellatif Laabi. You know when you have read great poetry for the words linger even after the book is closed.
I would like
to leave my closed room now
and find Saida Menebhi
at the street corner
more alive than when she was alive
holding the hand of a little girl
who would be her mirror image
And the little girl
would give me a black orchid
saying: This if for the pet's pain
Abdellatif Laabi
Author's note: A activist, fellow prisoner. Died in 1977 during a hunger strike.
This poem gives me pause to consider the one in my life that gave me a black orchid.
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