Hindsight’s 2020

The hour will not begin until time passes quickly, so a year will be like a month will be like a week, and a week will be like a day, and a day will be like an hour, and an hour will be like the burning of a braid of palm leaves. Prophet Muhammad PBUH … Continue reading Hindsight’s 2020

Brown

brown is the colour of earth. clay. of godsent soil. the unapologetic shade of my ancestor's toil; my grandfather on his boat, his leathered skin, bahasa jawa, melanin. but they've been telling me that you look better in these colours because some colours just don't suit your skin tone because, you know, it doesn't show … Continue reading Brown

Footsteps

my father’s cracked feet shuffle across the kitchen floor. after fajr prayers, he retreats into his room. he recites a surah until the skies grew lighter. it’s been almost two months. his bicycle in the balcony has been collecting dust. some days he lies on his bed, restless. “bapak rindu tak, dah lama tak pergi … Continue reading Footsteps

Please Write About the Hard Things

write about the hard things. about the war that's waging within mothers and mother lands. about tears that were shed in refugee camps. about living on the cusp of constant death. about learning. unlearning. about moments that came once and then gone too soon. hoping. yearning. flowers that don't bloom. dreams that don't make it past sleep. plans that … Continue reading Please Write About the Hard Things

On Writing My Debut Book of Poems, Homebound

I thought I'd share the conversation I had with Wardah Books' owner, Ibrahim. It was a good conversation with good questions asked. I hope you'll get to take away something from it. - Source: https://wardahbooks.com/blogs/news/in-conversation-with-humairah-jamil   Conversation There is a kind of alchemy with poetry. Word to meaning; image to emotion. But this alchemy requires quite … Continue reading On Writing My Debut Book of Poems, Homebound