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I Flourish

(2020)

 

I flourish inside the cocoons 
of fragrant memories


when Beirut was young
and her hills slumbered
in an elongated time


the villagers all intoxicated with sumac
the dusty paths strewn
with basil underfoot


a freckled beauty
a rare affection


gone forever
to the lost graveyards
of depleted lifetimes

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