Poems from al-Andalus


Ennui

ملل


Her letter
flutters lightly
in my hand.

Each page conveys
a sigh of sentiment,
a dissipated breeze

that soothes the
surface of an
ornamental pool

but shies away
from any gross
particularity.

In Tarifa at noontime,
even the hibiscus
is exhausted.


First published in Blue Minaret.


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