Contentment is in the Insignificant Minutes of Laughter

By Ilhem Issaoui

When we forget, for a while, that we are the pitiful ones with heavy, heavy rocks to roll up

 Laughter shared is years of jejune fields burnt, burnt, now absent from memory

 It is a momentous numbing of what hurts inside

 Until we remember

 We have a mess to clean again

 Outré again

 We return to the despair's desk

 With nothing left from the taste of mirth

 But there is beauty in that amarulence

 In that gossamer of glee we forget

But from time to another

Remember

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Ilhem Issaoui is a Tunisian researcher, poet, and translator. She has been published in many countries including the US, the UK, Canada, and India in print and online. She authored a collection of poems entitled Fragments of a wounded soul. She is currently in the process of getting her second poetry collection published.

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