Clairvoyance

We have come

From all those humid and warm bazaars

From those home-streets of pricking noise

From the fields of fanaticism that turned into carnivals until dawn

We were all masters at making looking into each other’s eyes something delightful,

And reading faces a type of art.

In those days when boredom prevailed

We learned how to find the secret doors of the alleys

And to discover in our pockets…

keys of long-closed tea-houses

And names of cities

inhabited by mysterious rendezvous

By Fadi Abu-Deeb

From: Syria

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