I am a father and though I laugh that I have lost everything I know that the truth lies in the lay of the land. The land of my mind is crowded with a rippling as in the hand of a very old women. The hills make seeing far difficult. The dreams I have are my projection of what I will find beyond those rises. Yet I stand and yet I smile. Tears too drip down my face, tears of bitter tastes, tears of wonder and awe, tears of companionship and tears of solitude. I lost the scent of my pet friend. I lost the touch of my child in her mother's belly.

I really am getting lost so let me tell you what this blog will offer. Poetry... I guess it is a custom in my family to write. I am trying to write a book.. so as I try and discipline myself I will post what I have done. I will also tell you (and if you don't really want to know.... well it makes me feel good to tell the story...) about my life. I will also publish the book of a friend of mine on a paralel blog (it is an amazing story). I will also provide links to various sites about poetry. And finally I will publish my father's poetry which is equaly amazing.

Inshallah of course.