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| “This is the only place where I can relax and feel free, even if it’s only for a few hours,” Hadis Lessani Delijam said recently as she sat at a coffee shop, her hair uncovered, and chatted with two young men in Kabul, Afghanistan. Credit: Jim Huylebroek for The New York Times, May 25, 2019 |
who knew escape
could be simple
like this my cup
steaming hints of
cardamom spice
drops of honey
our round table
thin metal chairs
tremble as we
laugh full throated
here in Kabul
laughter often
eludes cloistered
behind headscarves
after all who smiles
freely when she
is camouflaged
I ask my friends
this question as
we settle in
conversations
easier now
than in our youth
we talk of peace
how we prefer
noisy songs of
blackbirds warblers
drongos bluethroats
to drone whines
or sidewalk bombs
how we worry
Taliban elders
sitting at tables
in Doha with
Americans
will force us from
these safe spaces
whirling back to
patriarchy
here coffee in
one hand my nails
red as poppies
I look through love
notes posted on
the café wallboard
I belong to
no one this fact
will fuel my
path to freedom
Mary K O'Melveny is a recently retired labor rights attorney who lives in Washington DC and Woodstock NY. Her work has appeared in various print and on-line journals. Her first poetry chapbook A Woman of a Certain Age is available from Finishing Line Press.
