
The Name of the Rose
“The name of the rose on her lips as she sank into darkness was…” but the dream phrase left upon waking was cut off…
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