domingo, 1 de maio de 2016

Assia, Oran.

                                                                Imagem:  Miriam Adelman

Assia, Oran.

There are many ways to return to a homeland.
Smuggled bones.  A book you wrote about exile.
In the veil of night, to take up arms, or to
straddle a fence, or pick your way through
the boulders, on your belly toward an unwatched  
 border. A body awash on the seashore.  A covered face.
 A counterfeit heart.  Temporary silence.

To step off a  plane into 
  the arms of your love: that
  sounds more like the movies.
 And they may come for you
                 in the morning.

  

- Miriam

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