 I made, at twenty, in a poem: call me a poet dear editor they call this my alien language i am a dealer in words that mix cultures and leave me rootless (Lines 1-6, "Dear Editor,  The Rebel's Silhouette: Selected Poemsby Faiẓ Aḥmad Faiẓ - 1991 - 102 pagesNo preview available - About this book
 | King-Kok Cheung - Literary Criticism - 1997 - 436 pages
...now, at the edge of Broadway? Is America a place without memory? - Meena Alexander, "Transit Lounge" call me a poet dear editor they call this my alien language . . . I have my hopes hopes which assume shapes in alien territories - Agha Shahid Ali, "Dear Editor" South... | |
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