Category: Spring 2011 Poetry
Tonight
by Agha Shahid Ali Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar — Laurence Hope Where are you now? Who lies beneath your spell
2. Zainab’s Lament in Damascus
by Agha Shahid Ali A segment of the narrative poem “From Amherst to Kashmir” Over Hussain’s mansion what night has fallen? Look at me, O
A History of Paisley for Anuradha Dingwaney
by Agha Shahid Ali Their footsteps formed the paisley when Parvati, angry after a quarrel, ran away from Shiva. He eventually caught
Farewell for Patricia O’Neill
by Agha Shahid Ali Solitudinum faciunt et pacem appellant. — Tacitus (speaking through a British chieftain
The Wolf’s Postscript to “Little Red Riding Hood”
by Agha Shahid Ali First, grant me my sense of history: I did it for posterity, for kindergarten teachers and a clear moral: Little girls
Stationery
by Agha Shahid Ali The moon did not become the sun. It just fell on the desert in great sheets, reams of silver handmade by you. The night is
Foreword
by Hena Ahmad Agha Shahid Ali was a poet, an Indian – American, a Kashmiri – American, an “all – American Shiite” (as he