Weekly Poems #28 –

"At the Edge" by Zahir Turaj

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Sunday, February 8th, 2026

Weekly Poems #28 –

Winner: Weekly Poems Contest #28

At the Edge

by Zahir Turaj

In the fog,
at the edge of the world,
a dry leaf
fell
beside a half-eaten apple,
which a snail,
slowly,
drank
of its sweetness.
The clouds
had swallowed
half the moon
in the earth's sleep.
No one came.
No sound
brought anything back.
Only the smell of bread remained
in the nameless evening air.
And the sun –
a small coin –
slipped
into dust.


Biography of the Poet
My name is Zahir Turaj. I was born in Afghanistan in 1961 and studied literary studies at Kabul University. I have lived in the Netherlands as a refugee since the 1990s. My poems were originally written in Persian and later translated into English.

Keywords: fog, moon, bread, sun, dust

Previously Published in Weekly Poems:
"After the Chairs Are Folded" by Tumelo Corban Tshabangu

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