A Distance of Two Miles – Kishwar Naheed

For World Poetry Day, one of the poets I can’t help but write after reading!

the liminal life of m

Kishwar Naheed

I try to savor poetry, to read it slowly and suck the marrow out of each word-bone. I ordered Distance of a Shout for school and read it all in an afternoon. It’s delicious. But poetry, like ice-cream, really should be licked slowly or there is the risk of a headache and tummy troubles. Unlike ice-cream poetry can be re-read and loved over and over. Also, it sometimes gets better with each reading. I don’t recommend trying to re-eat an ice-cream cone.

I think I’m in love. I stand here feeling very small and inadequate.

Now, yes, I have the amazing good fortune to get to do an Independent Study course on Women’s Literature and Religion. Hey, I did earn this opportunity with hard work. Good grades do, in fact, have tangible benefits. One of which is getting to (sometimes) study exactly what I most want and to (mostly) pick…

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About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. My most recent completed endeavor was finishing BA's in Religious Studies and American Studies. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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