It is true, your echo still remains
still
what is an echo?
a memory? feelings for a memory?
memory, sweet
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
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Almost four years have gone by since I moved to Cairo. These poems are their fruit, written at various times and in various places here in Cairo and in the middle east. A distillation of strong experiences that slowly gestated until I gouged them out.