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Found Poem By Amelia Shahana Rizal Abdullah_3F

Again


Look at me now.

My maturity not yet conceived,

Unpleasant memories. Still weak

From the bloom, bullet tears

From the pain. This escape bearing me

No benefit except useless, meagre fruit.

Limbs lengthened out of proportion

Stubby fingers struggling over buttons

Just when the tale should’ve

Come to a beginning.

Don’t you hear the silent pleas?

To be born slippery, golden

New?

This is not me.

Again, again.




Adapted from:


Agha Shahid Ali. “The Wolf's Postscript to ‘Little Red Riding Hood’.” A Walk Through the Yellow Pages. SUN-Gemini Press, 1987.



Duffy, Carol Ann. “Achilles.” The Daily Mirror, 16 Mar. 2010. https://www.mirror.co.uk/3am/celebrity-news/poet-laureate-carol-ann-duffy-208274


Duffy, Carol Ann. “Medusa.” The World’s Wife. Picador, 1999.


Howe, Sarah. “Tame.” Loop of Jade. Chatto & Windus, 2015.


Yolen, Jane. “Fat is not a Fairytale.” Such a Pretty Face: Tales of Power and Abundance, edited by Lee Martindale, Meisha Merlin Publishing, 2000.

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