Saturday, June 5, 2010

Poem: Amman

Standing with friends

on an eveninghill

the cool rising in Amman



60 kilometres from Jerusalem as the crow flies

50 kilometres from Ramallah, from the Dead



scents of the terrace d

farm, fresh sage and thyme, apricot,

pear, plum and

olive


as the crowflies

the forbidden sky


Sea


cars drive on forbidden

above a maze of little roads and check




will take an

age