Essay: Nida Fazli and the Earthliness of Fatiha by Yanis Iqbal
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In this essay, Yanis Iqbal takes us through the powerful writing of Nida Fazli and explores the hidden meanings behind the poem On the Death of my Father by Nida Fazli.
I didn’t come to recite fatiha at your tomb
I knew that you couldn’t die
Whoever spread the true news of your death is a liar
It wasn’t you
It was a dry leaf that fell as it merged with the air
My eyes
Are still imprisoned in what you saw
Whatever I think, see
Is the same
