Welcome back to Line Break Season, I am Yara Khoury. This week's conversation started by accident, when a poet from Lahore and I discovered over dinner that we had each written a poem in our grandmother's voice, and that neither of us was sure we had the right to. So we are going to read them to each other, hers in Urdu and mine in Arabic, with rough translations, and then talk about what happens when a sentence spoken in a kitchen becomes a line on a page in a language the speaker never used. We talk about the words that refuse to cross, endearments and curses and the names of food, about the rhythm of speech against the rhythm of the line, and about the ghazal and the qasida and what each form lets you keep. You are listening on Witspeak Podcasts.