Ishaisms, Nature, Short Story

The Wind and the Tree

In the days of old, on an isolated icy mountain, far up the Northern belt of a place that now boasts only of ruins, of debris, of poetry - of the essence of a great love that once existed; a great battle, that once was fought; and the low, pining rustling of the suspicious, secluded,… Continue reading The Wind and the Tree

Ishaisms, Short Story

THE PRINCESS AND THE DOVE

Today I heard the cooing of a dove… in the same melodious sing-song way as that blessed hour when I had heard one three years ago in that Winter’s morn… The chilly mists rose up the towers, with a vague warning, signaling ‘twere better one kept the windows shut; for one’s submission unto the damp… Continue reading THE PRINCESS AND THE DOVE

Ishaisms, Short Story

Rum Chocolates For Dessert

It’s strange how some memories of hardly any significance at the moment can stick to your brain forever, can grow there, take root, and bear flowers in later years - their fragrance taking you back to the moment - now etched in your mind - and make you wonder how it was, that of all… Continue reading Rum Chocolates For Dessert

Ishaisms, Poetry, Slave

The Son of the Slave

I played for long hours under the scorching Egyptian heat, with my friends, the children of the street… I had no mother, my father was my life; he gave me home and food, I was a strong lad, living a life both satisfactory and good. My friends envied me, for my father gave me more… Continue reading The Son of the Slave