Sunday & Rain by Hanna Abi Akl

Hanna Abi Akl | Jan 6th, 2020 | poetry | No Comments


The smell of candle
(red fruits)
Her, kissing the sheets
With wet pink lips touching
Against the white linen

Outside, rain
Mud and wet soil
Dirty soles stamping
On the ground

Peach blossom white bosom
Peaking from under the sheet

In her red-coated glasses
Perfumed in strawberry scented

Eyes scintillating
And the rain

It’s Sunday
And the week turns
And another approaches

I adjust my seat
More beer
More vigor
More inspiration

I can write to you about dead heroes
Or climate change
Or the human condition
But instead, I’ll stick
With simple matters:

Earlier today
We hung a poster
From the ceiling
That reads “Life is good”
Right when the rain started

And it hasn’t stopped
Pouring ever since.

Poet Bio

Hanna Abi Akl is an English poet, novelist and short-story writer. Born Lebanese, he was raised in Beirut before moving to France at the age of 25. There, his writing became more prolific and some of his work is featured in literary magazines and anthologies, most notably: The RainPartyDisaster Society, Talking Soup, Centum Press, Turning Point, Peeking Cat Poetry, Beirut Poetics, Ten Million Flies, Kiss My Poetry and Ink In Thirds. Hanna published his first work of poetry in 2017. He has two novels and two poetry collections to his name.

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