Siren at Night
Why is it a siren at night sounds like someone crying for help or else despairing of help? Why is it the city at…
TWO SHORT POEMS
1
White moth on the
black cloth of the Ka’ba —
Do you know where you are?
2
I had a vision
everyone circumambulating the Ka’ba
turned into tiny white birds
and flew away.
12/28/95 (from Mecca-Medina Timewarp)
Categories: Poems