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Nostalgic Patterns

Sitting on the sofa

legs wrapped tightly in the blanket

that I bought

in one of the ethnic markets in LA.


I could almost see the way

it has been knit.


A woman my mother’s age

sitting in her Persian armchair.


Her head is bent,

her hands turn nostalgic feelings

into oriental patterns.


BIO


Sarwa Azeez is a Fulbright alumni, got her masters in Creative Writing from Nebraska-Lincoln University. Her debut poetry pamphlet collection, Remote, was published in the UK by 4Word in 2019. Her work has also appeared in Wingless Dreamer, Writing in A Woman's Voice, Topical Poetry among others.

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