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“Confession” by Leila Chatti, Female Muslim poet, Halal If You Hear Me: BreakBeat Poets Vol. 3 edited by Fatimah Asghar and Safia Elhillo, Mary Mother of Jesus, Tunisian American Poet
Tunisian American Poet Leila Chatti
Photo Credit: Leila Chatti Website
My Poetry Corner December 2019 features the poem “Confession” by Tunisian American poet and educator Leila Chatti, published in the anthology of poetry Halal If You Hear Me: BreakBeat Poets Vol. 3, edited by Fatimah Asghar and Safia Elhillo.
Born in 1990 in Oakland, California, Leila Chatti is one of four children of a Tunisian father and American mother. Her parents met when her father came to the United States to study for his PhD. Her father, the only one of seven children to leave Tunisia, maintained a close relationship with relatives by having his American-born family spend the summers with them.
Raised a Muslim by her father, Chatti began fasting for Ramadan at seven years old. Her experiences associated with fasting—hunger, restraint, obedience, resilience, lack—played a significant role in shaping the person she has become. In her poem, “Fasting in Tunis,” she recalls:
My God taught me hunger
is a gift, it sweetens
the meal. All day, I have gone without
because I know at the end I will
eat and be satisfied. In this way,
my desire is bearable.
Fascinated by books and words at an early age, Chatti began reading at three years and writing poems two years later. Eleven years old when the World Trade Center fell, the poet came of age in a country that despised her as a Muslim. In her poem “Muslim Girlhood,” she writes:
… I watched TV like a religion / I moderately believed. I watched to see how the others lived, not knowing / I was the Other… / I took tests in which Jane and William had / so many apples, but never a friend named Khadija… / I hungered for Jell-O and Starbursts and margarine… / I prayed at the wrong times in the wrong / tongue…
In her February 2018 essay, “On Fear in the Year of Trump,” Chatti shares her mother’s fear: “My mother is afraid because we are Muslim, we being her family—her ex-husband (my father) and four children. We are Muslim, and Arab, and she is not. She is white and so American, a real American, in a way we are not and will never be.”
Beginning in high school, teachers and mentors along the young poet’s path encouraged and nurtured her love of poetry. She earned a Bachelor of Arts degree from the Residential College in the Arts & Humanities at Michigan State University. Then, in her early twenties, she moved to North Carolina State University for her Master of Fine Arts degree. During this period, she became very sick with what was thought to be uterine cancer. Suffering from daily, intensely unpleasant symptoms, she poured her pain and suffering into her poetry. Her work that year gained her the Academy of American Poets Prize.
As a religious person, she turned to her faith for answers to her suffering and found kinship with Mary, “who had been young and female and also had little say in what happened to her body.” Growing up among her mother’s deeply Catholic family, Chattti understood that Mary, who also appears in the Qur’an, was the ideal woman—chosen by God above all other women to bear His son, Jesus.
In 2016, Chatti won Ploughshares’ Emerging Writer’s Contest for the featured poem “Confession.” The poetry judge, Marianne Boruch, writes: “It’s the first I’ve heard of anyone having an honest-to-god point-of-view about Mary whom many of us grew up numbly staring at on a holy card… [T]his poet has managed to both honor and upset convention in a most kickass-lively way… It’s memorable. Which is a feat.”
In one long sentence of 24 lines, Chatti expresses both envy for Mary and shame for her own feelings of inadequacy as a young woman who would likely be unable to bring a child into the world, much less a boy-God.
Truth be told, I like Mary a little better
when I imagine her like this, crouched
and cursing, a boy-God pushing on
her cervix (I like remembering
she had a cervix, her body ordinary
and so like mine)…
[…]
(oh Mary, like a God, I too take pleasure
in knowing you were not all
holy, that ache could undo you
like a knot)—and, suffering,
[…]
To read the complete featured poem and learn more about the work of Leila Chatti, go to my Poetry Corner December 2019.
Henry Lewis said:
How wonderful that Chatti found supportive teachers and mentors to help her voice her feelings of isolation and otherness.
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
I thought so, too, Henry. As a former high school art teacher, I know of the importance of encouraging and guiding our young students in developing their talents.
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Laleh Chini said:
Thanks for introducing her.❤️❤️❤️
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
You’re welcome, Laleh! You can find more samples of her poetry on her website, http://www.leilachatti.com. She’s an amazing young poet.
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Laleh Chini said:
Appreciate it.❤️
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EvelynKrieger said:
Winning the Ploughshares contest is quite an honor. (The magazine is published in Boston where I live.) Powerful imagery in this poetry. The Mary poem startles with originality. I enjoyed this interview, Rosaliene.
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
Evelyn, I’m glad you appreciate Chatti’s work 🙂 Her poem, “Confession,” caught my attention from among the more than 100 poems in the anthology. As for all the other poets I’ve featured in my Poetry Corner, it was a joy to learn more about her life and journey and to read other samples of her poetry.
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Sha'Tara said:
Sometimes, as a non-poet who periodically “indulges” in poetry to express certain otherwise inexpressible thoughts, I discover a true poet. Such is Leila Chatti, and her “Confession” poem is a work that exudes a power threatening to give birth to living flesh. I’m amazed and also troubled by such raw power. I know it means much more than I can conceive in my own mind; that I am being drawn into the sacred by this force; that the faith expressed therein also, not so subtly, seeks to “condemn” me for having abandoned that faith rather than sticking with its contradictions. I would not expect others to understand how this work affects me personally but I think Leila would understand it – true poets are also psychics!
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
Sha’Tara, great poetry can have that affect on us. However, I don’t think that it was her intention to make non-believers feel guilty about their lack of faith.
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Sha'Tara said:
The intent of words can work both ways – she did not have to, likely did not, intend for someone like me to feel what I felt. Poets and psychics wield powerful tools of imagery and intent. We cannot know how the visions we express to others will affect them yet the need is there to express those visions. We receive powerful thought-forms through imagery, then we translate in ordinary language where much is lost. As I said, she would understand.
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Pam Lazos said:
What a fascinating woman and a really lovely poet, Rosaliene.
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
She is, indeed, Pam. Thanks for dropping by 🙂
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Pallavi said:
Wow, thank you for writing on her. Such a talented woman.
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
You’re welcome, Pallavi 🙂
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derrickjknight said:
A fascinating young woman. The reasons for her kinship with Mary are a real eye-opener.
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
It was for me, too, Derrick. As a fearful child growing up with warring parents, I found a spiritual haven with Mary as a nurturing, protective mother.
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cath said:
Thanks for that link to Poetry Corner, Rosaliene, what a fantastic poem ‘Confession’ is.
I’m going to be looking out for Leila Chatti.
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
I will be, too, Cath. Her debut poetry collection if due out in April 2020.
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drgeraldstein said:
Quite a young woman, Rosaliene. You take us around the world in words. Thank you.
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
She sure is, Dr. Stein 🙂
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katharineotto said:
Rosaliene,
I have only a grazing relationship with poetry but admire it and the poets who can create such evocative imagery. You seem to have a gift for finding widely diverse but very human masters of beautiful and succinct language. Leila Chatti is yet another one.
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
Katharine, I love the way you say, “I have only a grazing relationship with poetry.” Poetic in its own right 🙂
Thanks for the compliment 🙂 In a December 2017 interview with Konya Shamsrumi, an African Poetry Press, when asked about her process of writing a poem, Chatti said: “There are some poems–rare, magical ones–that come down fully formed, as if some ethereal hand delivers them to me…” There are times, such as in this case with Chatti, when I also sense that “some ethereal hand” is at work during my search for the next poet to be featured.
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katharineotto said:
Yes, I have strong belief in spirit guides, entities whose ideas we pick up and enhance through our own methods of expression.
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Bette A. Stevens said:
Enjoyed meeting Leila Chatti, Rosaliene. Thanks so much for sharing!
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JoAnna said:
I am somewhat fascinated by this perspective of Mary and that I had never thought about her in quite this way. Though maybe that’s what I like about the movie, The Nativity, that it shows a fair amount of sweat and pain in the birth. Leila Chatti is a courageous poet.
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JoAnna said:
The movie is actually The Nativity Story. I cried the first time I watched this scene. https://youtu.be/ToFcucORsuA
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
She sure is courageous! My first childbirth was very difficult.
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JoAnna said:
I planned to go all natural (drug free) in giving birth to my first child. I knew there would be pain, but knowing and feeling are two different things, and I ended up getting a dose of stadol. As that was wearing off, I asked for another, but they said it was too close to pushing time which I had to accept. These clear memories make me marvel on how women have dealt with the pain of childbirth through history.
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
That pain is something else! But it’s not just the pain, there are also the risks involved. Sadly, not all women survive complications arising during and shortly after delivery.
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JoAnna said:
This is important to remember. Thank you.
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rothpoetry said:
A most interesting article and a lovely photo!
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
Thanks very much, Dwight!
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chapter18 said:
Very lucid.
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
Thanks for dropping by 🙂
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moorezart said:
Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.
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Rosaliene Bacchus said:
Thanks for the reblog, Douglas. Much appreciated 🙂
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