Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Roses

I lie on my bed looking outside
Smelling the roses' fragrance
Reminding me of the tea
I sip in my loneliness.

Tinariwen
Where is Tinariwen playing
Tonight? Are they playing
Somewhere before us moderns
Soothing over smoothing over
Our alienation?

Or are they warming
Their tea in that dry serene
Ocean in North Africa,
Poets pondering centuries?

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