Meshrefet
By Manal Younus
Published 1 January 2021
I watched my grandmother weave
She’d sit on the concrete
Her henna covered soles
Pressing down on the plaited lakha reeds
Smooth beneath her foot
I watched her weave her story
With patience, precision
the wit of a woman
Her fingers tangled in the loose ends
Leading them in and out of each other
I would try to keep up
She would whisper in my mother tongue,
ghes beli - don’t rush
Then share with me wisdom from our history
She, illiterate
Only had her memories
And what her own hands could conceive
I watched her weave
Tales of contentment and longing
defeat and glory
Seeped into the braided reeds
I watched her weave
With absolute conviction
That my own roots were captured
in these interwoven contradictions
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Author's Note:
Read Manal's reflection on her commissioned poem here »
Meshrefet: This is a circular mat-like object that is hand-woven from reeds. There are different sizes and they are used for different things. For example, the smaller ones are used in the process of making coffee - a daily ritual - and the larger ones are used for making injera, a variety of flatbread.
Lakha: Grown by the river, this is a plant used to make many household items and decorations in our culture. These items include meshrefets, baskets and brooms, among others.