Farzana Doctor
Biography
Farzana Doctor is a Toronto-based author, activist and a psychotherapist. She has written four critically acclaimed novels: Stealing Nasreen, Six Metres of Pavement, All Inclusive, and Seven which was shortlisted for the Trillium and Evergreen Awards. Her poetry collection, You Still Look The Same, which Quill & Quire has called “a powerful and necessary collection that breaks silences”, was released May 2022. She's currently working on a YA novel, a self-care guide and a memoir. www.Linktr.ee/farzanadoctor
Poetics Statement
Sample of Poet's Work
Couples therapy
We hadn’t a clue
what to do—
it was like half the roof caved in,
frayed electrical wires
sparking slow
smoulder through plaster.
What if help had arrived
in nick of time,
a magic brigade
with those long hoses,
ladders that reached second story
—and blankets, we’d need those too—
rescuing us
from our burnt out home?
And later, fresh air
balm and bandages for burns,
a season of recovery.
Would it have made any difference?
Forty-three
By the age of forty
you’re supposed to have stopped caring
what people think—
that’s what Vogue says.
Late bloomer, I guess,
at forty-two I step into my wardrobe,
inhale dust motes, switch on light
avoid full-length mirror.
Toss every wire hanger
to floor, separate
garments too snug
for a Ladies Size Twelve body.
One bag garbage,
one bag charity,
nothing sparks joy.
On weighted down ten-speed
pedal hard to Lansdowne Value Village
drop my load,
linger long at automatic doors
leaking musty air.
I wish transformation were so easy—
who doesn’t want to keep
that polka-dotted halter top
from when you were nine,
the striped skirt Auntie
said was slimming?
Sky in my veins
In last night’s dream
tropical fish swam
just beneath my skin’s surface,
my forearm a spy hole into
an aquarium.
They flexed and floated,
tetras, guppies, a single catfish,
sea plants swayed in the current,
a view into
an interior universe.
One winked at me
an angelfish,
veiltail waving sultry,
she taught me
to part my lips,
learn to breathe
underwater.
I awoke unafraid
for if there is an ocean
in my limbs
there must be
sky in my veins.