Poetry

On The Lifespan of Clay

Life is life is life is

life is

strangers in Volubilis

language, embargoes

of the heart, clots strangeness 

new tongue blocks

the archaic, an old truth is

lost is stolen

by conquest, clay

August throne, sailing on a 

moon spilled moor was a 

life

Yes, dream

Life is life is life is

life

is soul evacuations

is dangerous to dream

is life is stolen by time is

life

Time ticks, good times, 

bad times, is Allah’s time,

is life, in life is always honey, 

always the panicked 

wings of a grateful

hummingbird


Soukeyna is a writer and poet based in London.