Antigone
I wake up counting the languages
I used to know
and when a lover says
Shout at the moment when-
I am speechless
Oh you can stuff your prayers in the wall
but your enemy on the other side
spits on them
He wants answers
Soon, sooner, come, now
He’s not afraid of death
has killed a snake with his bare hands
and if something is not allowed
not allowed, by God
He will do it.
And what about you he asks
Are you brave enough?
Like I say I am tongue-tied
in at least half a dozen languages
In this version
Antigone keeps on shouting
From deep in her cave
Even as they pile on the rocks.
Flight of the dragonfly 