Not Going Home – ‘Jin, Jiyan, Azadi’ *

It is not done, they said,

to chain yourself to palace railings.

Go breaking window glass

or hatchet works of art.

Slash telegraph wires,

fire-bomb post boxes, railway stations

and Great Yarmouth pier.

Or burn your slogans in golf courses.

Not the done thing at all.

 

It is not done, they said,

to slice through miles of fence

and with your supine bodies

blockade our missile base.

Nor enter there as teddy bears

to dance on the silos, keening.  

And when evicted, your camp destroyed,

to return, rebuild at night.

Not the done thing at all.

 

Not the done thing at all

to hang your banners over highways,

hijack state TV news, 

rip down his face and stamp on it.

To whirl your hijabs like a black flag sea.

Or burn them on sticks held high

then cut your unscarved hair.

They say it is not done.

Not yet, we say, not yet.

 

x. 2022

 

* ‘Women Life Freedom’ was first chanted by the Kurdish Women’s Movement in 2006 to give voice to their revolutionary philosophy.

Jina (Mahsa) Amini, whose murder at the hands of Iran’s ‘morality police’ triggered the uprising there, was Kurdish. Her name in Kurdish - Jina - was not officially recognised, and she may well have been more brutally treated because she wasn’t Persian.

Culture Matters Oct. 2002

SKIN GRAFT

Take this once-smooth wrapper.

Draw your finger along its creases,

trace their deepening.

 

Notice moles proliferate.

See these accumulated scars -

you can count them.

 

When I am itchy, dry and cracked,

you will know that

eczema also comes and goes.

 

And your skim of lumpy contours,

brushing hollows,

isn’t map to all I’ve been.

 

Dissect my guts instead.  

There are summers –

smiling, invincible – still to find.

 

We will watch ourselves unfold.

Stripped of winter’s husk,

shall read our own entrails.

 

x. 2022

 

 ROPES #31, 2023