Zithers Unstrung - Hibah Shabkhez

The fog is densest upslope where
It is dazing, clouding, skying
Making all the world a thick cloud;

Zephyros and Euros war here
High winds battling, wailing, scrying
Send death to the stars for a shroud

But the winds will all die, and your zithers
Will find strings for wood that never withers

Hibah Shabkhez is a writer of the half-yo literary tradition, an erratic language-learning enthusiast, a teacher of French as a foreign language and a happily eccentric blogger from Lahore, Pakistan. Her work has previously appeared in Petrichor, Remembered Arts, Rigorous, Lunate, With Painted Words, The Dawntreader and a number of other literary magazines. Studying life, languages and literature from a comparative perspective across linguistic and cultural boundaries holds a particular fascination for her.