Tiled wall, Northern Liberties, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
"The mother said:
I did not see him walking in his blood
I did not see the purple flower on his foot
he was leaning against the wall
and in his hand
a cup of chamomile
he was thinking of his tomorrow..."
"This seige will extend until the gods
at Olympus are done pruning the Iliad Immortal."
"A boy is about to be born, here and now,
in the street of death...at one o'clock."
The three poems above are from the late Palestinian poet Mahmoud Darwish's book The Butterfly's Burden.
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