STREETS OF BEIRUT – 1975

 

I remember nightfall
that moon rose
sharpened spade
attempting to bury
what light clung
to those shadows of
shattered cedar

memories surge from
The dead & trying
horizon crumbled
ruins abound
once I played
upon that very street

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TERRENCE SYKES
Illustration Rupert Lydell


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