Doubt

Doubt

As he pondered,

& as he ruminated,

doubt came.

He saw Rumi

gazing at the pond.

Oh, what a mysticism

demystified by a cloud

of bats!

& bits of doubt

totally permeated

his mind:

Reality is only a

construct;

{a tract}

I must pierce my tongue

and see the difference, he

said to Rumi,

while he still

ruminated.

© 2017, Ali Znaidi

Originally published in International Poetry Review: VOL. XLII SPRING/FALL 2016 (double issue).[Print]

 

Author:

Jamie Dedes is a Lebanese-American poet and free-lance writer. She is the founder and curator of The Poet by Day, info hub for poets and writers, and the founder of The Bardo Group, publishers of The BeZine, of which she was the founding editor and currently a co-manager editor with Michael Dickel. Ms. Dedes is the Poet Laureate of Womawords Press 2020 and U.S associate to that press as well. Her debut collection, "The Damask Garden," is due out fall 2020 from Blue Dolphin Press.

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