Mohamad S Bazzi

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I Flourish

by Mohamad Said Bazzi

(2020)

 

I flourish inside the cocoons 
of fragrant memories

When Beirut was young
and her hills slumbered
in elongated time

The villagers all intoxicated with sumac
the dusty paths strewn 

with the tender cottony blooms

underfoot

red staining skin 

A freckled beauty

a rare affection

Gone forever
to the lost graveyards
of depleted lifetimes

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