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the woman in the black burka

she floated by
as if in a waking dream
rain was falling


at once I knew
her long black body
the sun

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True incident this morning; just mentioned to Barry that, I hadn't seen a woman wearing a fully veiled-black burqa a couple of days ago. Not even her eyes were visible. ~A
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Where i live in London i see a lot of women wearing Burqas, when i do i always wonder what are they thinking. As i believe your poem infers, are they hiding a beautiful person, personallity wise. Will we ever get to know if our cultures don't learn to mix properly. Nice poem. Love Roscoe..

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

on the one hand I would like to wear a burka myself sometimes, and totally support women who choose to as part of their religious beliefs.

On the other hand it feels like a really oppressive, heavy-handed aspect of a particularly nasty patriarchal religious view.

Neopoet Directors

large muslim population where i live, so
the burqa is a common sight here

you have written something quite lovely
about something that is, in the main it seems,
hated in the western world
you have given a faceless woman (therefore all those faceless women)
a "voice", so-to-speak...and you have given them beauty

i love content, form and length...a write that
reached deeply...i find it beautiful, and with a touch
of the ethereal


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