Various disassembled armaments. Sometimes someone we didnt know would put something under the mattress, making the cot unusable for several days. Someone would come by and take the hardware away in a shopping bag and that would be it for a week or so. There was often a black photographer who would come to the shop with an empty shopping bag. When he left, he with leave in a zigzag and eventually get on a bus going south. I wanted to read a poem that was sent by the poet that i invited to the recent San Francisco International Poetry festival from iraq ive been in touch with for more than a year and a half. After the United States would not give him his visa, i asked him i told him about mutanabbi street and he wrote a poem and he wrote it in english, though he writes in, of course, in arabic. But this one he wrote in english. So ill read it. One figure in the poem you should know, humbaba, which is an ogre, a monster of immemorial age. That was a special big garden, a forest, where all
There was often a black photographer who would come to the shop with an empty shopping bag. When he left, he with leave in a zigzag and eventually get on a bus going south. I wanted to read a poem that was sent by the poet that i invited to the recent San Francisco International Poetry festival from iraq ive been in touch with for more than a year and a half. After the United States would not give him his visa, i asked him i told him about mutanabbi street and he wrote a poem and he wrote it in english, though he writes in, of course, in arabic. But this one he wrote in english. So ill read it. One figure in the poem you should know, humbaba, which is an ogre, a monster of immemorial age. That was a special big garden, a forest, where all types of trees and flowers grew. The trees bending down gently flinging branches. Our orchard grew like a crown on the suns eyebrow. Where did humbaba come from . His mother was just a cave, his father unknown. Who made him a friend pretending guardia
Afghan war. 1, small bones of mountain children in the snow. Two, bags of rice burst open, burlap flaps in the wind. Even the label, usa, is fading. Three, we air drop transistor radios. Can you eat them . Will they keep you warm . This one is called les american, october 5, 2001. We are feral, rare as mountain wolves. Our hearts are pure and stupid. We go down, pitted against our own. Theres one other short thing. We gathered there frequently, old scholars, printers, book collectors, old and young writers pass through the place on any given afternoon. All kinds of activity came to the shop in the years i worked there. They were the early years of the black awareness, Robert Williams was active in south carolina. There was a period of time when the cot in the back of the store was a drop off for various disassembled armaments. Sometimes someone we didnt know would put something under the mattress, making the cot unusable for several days. Someone would come by and take the hardware awa
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What of the singer robed in red and frozen at midsong . And the stone, its brokenness, or the voice oft seen that says note the dragon seen but asking no questions of flight, no questions of irridescence, what of that century, did you see it pass . What of that wolf hound at your back . And then a poem that is for mahmud darlish called the dream of narcissus. The dream of narcissus, that there would be a silence loud as time. The dream of the writer that there could be a silence loud as time, the dream of time that rest might come, the dream of rest, that unrest might arise. The dream of the palm, the pilgrims would enter the village. The dream of the village, that they depart with their palms and the house dreaming of his leveling and the exile as well, the dream of night that the day would be purified, the dream of day that the dark would be lifted, and the dream of the dream but who is to speak of this . I dont think this needs to be explained, its called mad man with broom. The rea