Poetry is not a celebration. Poetry is not bleeding. But poetry is bleeding and celebration. In “Colored Whispers”, Anwer Ghani celebrates his bleeding, and his celebration bleeds. He forgets that he is a doctor or a cleric and only remembers that
Poetry is not a celebration. Poetry is not bleeding. But poetry is bleeding and celebration. In “Colored Whispers”, Anwer Ghani celebrates his bleeding, and his celebration bleeds. He forgets that he is a doctor or a cleric and only remembers that
