Editor’s Post: Enchantment

Constantinople calls, sitting between continents
crossroads of civilizations, a city of starlit
streets and blue domes, gargantuan in size,
alien steel floating in sky.

Istanbul mornings fill with light as cold
air from water wafts in. The beauty
of buildings every color bright,
surrounds with red, yellow, and green.

Shivering under covers, city dwellers
wait to hear adhan, the call to prayer the steadfast won’t miss. 
At break of day, Istanbul’s sun hits eyes from behind
buildings, off water, until bright rays
become locked in mind.

Nightmares dissolve as night falls
and frees you from memories of disenchanted days.

Ayesha F. Hamid is a poet and creative nonfiction writer published in Blue Bonnet Review, Philly Flash Inferno, Sheepshead Review, and Rathalla Review. Her full-length memoir The Borderland Between Worlds is available through Auctus Publishers at Barnes and Nobles and Amazon.  Ayesha also has a full-length poetry collection called Waiting for Resurrection. She is a Poetry Editor at Ran Off With the Star Bassoon and an Assistant Poetry Editor for The Night Heron Barks. She is the Editor-in-Chief at The City Key.

Ayesha holds a Bachelor of Arts in French and A Bachelors of Science in Sociology from Chestnut Hill College, M.F.A. in Creative Writing and an M.A. in Publishing from Rosemont College. She also holds an M.A. in Sociology from Brooklyn College.  Aside from writing, Ayesha also loves film, travel, and photography. You can find Ayesha on twitter @ahamidwriter 

Ayesha is a lover of cities, big and small.

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