Bushra Rehman
Leaving Cortona
The hills are cobbled together with ruins
the doors call to each other from their broken nails
Forty churches in such a small span
the townsfolk are buried on the side of the hill
The gates climb over each other for a better distance
some wither, some break apart, some hold
Lantern Review: A Journal of Asian American Poetry
Issue 1 | June 2010 | pp 75-76