NAZIRA'S NOTEBOOK

My Notebook

News, views, and musings.

  • Why my notebook has been empty

    It is Tearstained From seeing Bloodstained Sheets and streets And flour sacks And empty pots And bloated bellies And gaunt faces And sunken ribcages And trembling unblinking children And split skulls And spilled guts And limbs gathered in carrier bags…

  • You Have Forgotten

    Lest we forget, You say each year. Never again, too. As you wear your poppies And lay your wreaths And judge those who Choose not…

  • To Him we shall return

    They are leaving us one by one The always-been-there uncles and aunties The longstanding pillars of our community The landmarks dotted along our life’s journey…

  • On counting

    1. Some lives count more than others. This past year, more than others, Has made this abundantly clear. Those one thousand lives, they claim, Count…

  • Tandem Fandom

    Mentally pat yourself on the back for making it to the cycling session when your inner demons were doing their very best to talk you out of it this morning. Be amazed that you’ve not only got back on a…

  • Pressing Play

    Hello! How are you? It’s been a while…. When I wrote ‘Pressing Pause’ last September, I hadn’t intended to pull a disappearing act. I was…