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and then our exile

Saturday, March 05, 2005 at 7:49 a.m.

News of Syrian friends-of-friends living in Lebanon being beat up, their homes vandalized. From the politiko: I don't believe Syria was behind Har*ri's assassination, simply because it has so much to lose from this and it would be too obvious.

--

days when the long robes i care for lose their purpose.

ghairu anni uhissu qiyda 's-sijeeni

-

the hills step off into whiteness.
people or stars
regard me sadly, i disappoint them.

the train leaves a slow line of breath.
o slow
horse the colour of rust,

hooves, dolorous bells -
all morning the
morning has been blackening,

a flower left out.
my bones hold a stillness, the far
fields melt my heart.

they threaten
to let me through to a heaven
starless and fatherless, a dark water.
-SPlath, Sheep in Fog

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