Quotes from Imtiaz Dharker

I learn to love the thing that has to be erased, the thing I may not be allowed to keep, sand that runs away beneath my running feet.

Some day your head won't find my lap so easily. Trust is a habit you'll soon break.

This is the time and place to be alive: when the daily furniture of our lives stirs, when the improbable arrives. Pots and pans bang together in celebration, clang past the crowd of garlic, onions, spices, fly by the ceiling fan. No one is looking for the door. In all this excitement I'm wondering where I've left my feet, and why my hands are outside, clapping.

The whole structure leans dangerously towards the miraculous.

A circus of stars, your dreams a trapeze, faces lift like mirrored moons.