Jen Siraganian: Waiting

Standing on the Jerusalem sidewalk // my father,
raised and expelled in this city // neither Arab,
nor Jew // suggests we alternate // the last taxi
we took to dinner had yellow plates, a Jewish cab
// upon our return, we hail a taxi with green
plates, an Arab driver // the sky darkens plum //
we should be prepared to be stopped // it's our
last night // baklava's phyllo clings sweetly to
teeth // my father and the driver flutter back and
forth in Arabic // our car approaches a cluster of
lights // slows at the checkpoint // other cars
waved ahead // giddy with speed, they pass // we
are directed into a parking lot // men in
cardigans smoke, avoid eye contact with soldiers
// inside a trailer, benches and more benches //
women in headscarves, children // a black sign -
No photos allowed // my father asks how long //
the driver put up his hands // we wait, no empty
seats // sunset unnoticed, no one leaves //
cigarettes glow hot with each inhale


Published in Portland Review, FALL 2024 issue




Jen Siraganian is an Armenian-American writer and former Poet Laureate of Los Gatos, California. Author of “Fracture,” she was co-winner of the New Ohio Review Poetry Prize, was nominated for a Pushcart Prize, and is a Lucas Artist Fellow. Her poetry has appeared in AGNI, Barrow Street, Best New Poets, Cortland Review, and Prairie Schooner. Website: jensiraganian.com