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12 March, 2005

Grow Your Hair

Grow your hair
a little longer:
So you may learn
how strong shoulders
can make vicious strands of darkness
curl.
Grow your hair,
a wayward length -
falling much below your jaw -
So your laughter comes clouded
and so, an eternal fall
lies, listless, on your ears.
Grow some hair too
on your chin:
let the rebellion of a stubble
morph
into the wisdom of a beard.
Let your hair grow
into the challenge of collared shirts;
Grow into the long-haired native
you were born to be.
Let your hair grow:
grow out of the habit
of finesse.
Grow your hair:
a new rebel.
a wistful poet.
a dreadlocked hermit.
a braided tribal warlord.

Grow your hair, so
you grow
into the skin of my dreams.

(C) Annie Zaidi

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4 Comments:

Blogger SPECKLED_BAND said...

I swear I'm not making this up: the hirsuteness of your poem describes yours truly to the last follicle (if follicle is the word I want)! Poet, rebel, hermit - it's all there!

Rather like Banquo's reflection on Macbeth: "Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Glamis, all."

12 March, 2005 19:13  
Blogger Dan Husain said...

Goshhh!!! What a hairy dream Annie ;-) I hope this time you won't decline at the read-meet. You sure have something to share even if it happens to be hairy...lol

12 March, 2005 22:47  
Blogger Anil said...

This is so brilliant...love the way you have structured the whole poem and the gender contradiction between the image and the content....and "...rebellion of stubble morph into the wisdom of a beard" is just sublime...

13 March, 2005 00:13  
Blogger livinghigh said...

it's a lovely little thought on being unbent, on being a bit 'extra', a bit cocky, a bit funny, a bit more of the parts u tend to hide. i like. ;-) i chuckled.

13 March, 2005 13:30  

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