The last eclipse

Omar Imady
May 21, 2023
Photo by Molly Blackbird on Unsplash

She asked me

if I realized it was this century’s last eclipse

and as she touched my eyes

with the silence of her lips

I felt her pain become mine.

She asked me

if I thought it was a meaningful ending

to a meaningless age

if the darkness had somehow revealed

the secrets of our rage

and as she caressed my chest

with saffron and sage

I felt her fear become mine.

She asked me

if I believed it was the long-awaited sign

and as she moved her hips

against the knots of my veins

I felt her pulse

become mine.



Omar Imady

Poet / Novelist / Historian / Syrian / American / Exile / Javaphile / Gastronome / Aerophobe