Poem

 1 1|      the apartment. Neither my mother nor my sister were at home.
 2 1|       fall, I recalled that my mother, who was from the countryside,
 3 1|       to talk to my father. My mother answered:~    "Mr Reufi
 4 1|        t you pushing it a bit, mother?" I said with a gesture
 5 4|    back," I said again.~    My mother interjected:~    "Do you
 6 4| playing the prosecution and my mother had been taking the defence.~    
 7 4|     eat his meal in peace!" my mother broke in.~    "All right,
 8 4|      gave no reply, nor did my mother. I stood in front of him
 9 4|       off into his bedroom. My mother and I remained in the kitchen.
10 4|    stood in the kitchen, as my mother sat silently at the table,
11 4|       to your father," said my mother. "He knows what he’s talking
12 4|        became aware of what my mother was saying.~    "I don’t
13 4|     statistic!" I said.~    My mother stared at me:~    "A statistic?"~    "
14 5|      gave a loud laugh, and my mother came into the room.~    "
15 5|   child."~    "I was laughing, mother."~    "That was no laugh,"
16 5|  moment the telephone rang. My mother went to answer.~    "Yes?
17 5|        her face.~    "You see, mother? Mr Reufi! Why do you call
18 5|      have no talent for music, mother." I said seriously.~    "
19 5|         What would you prefer, mother? For me to have a prestigious
20 5|      as everyone else?"~    My mother shook her head.~    "For
21 5|        glance, he turned to my mother.~    "Did anyone phone for
22 5|         I don’t know," said my mother.~    "But I do," he said,
23 5|         he said, turning to my mother. "Let’s have lunch."~    
24 5|      your meal, Demo," said my mother.~    "It’s like poison.
25 5|  well-prepared poison."~    My mother gave me a frightened look.~    "
26 5|       careful not to laugh. My mother gave a laugh though and
27 6|     was reading in my room, my mother came in and told me that
28 6|     rushed down the stairs. My mother called after me:~    "Arthur,
29 8|      his head as I entered. My mother told me that Burhan had
30 8|       Where have you been?" my mother inquired.~    "I went for
31 8|  vanished and he grew pale. My mother became anxious. She knew
32 8|  suffering and turned away. My mother, unnerved, followed him
33 8|         interrupted only by my mother’s own sighing. The clock