Poetry

Lament of a Relocated Person

They came with bulldozers And a gun carrying police force They gave no notice They held no dialogue They turned the house I built Brick by brick Over thirty years Into unusable rubble.   The...

Istanbul – Side Street on Istiklal

Small street Loads of tables Some topped with cheap formica Others of marble with their edges chipped off People playing board games Blond women – pretty but not flirtatious No wine but strong Vodka Sheeshas...

Istanbul: In The Square Opposite The Yemi Jami

Friday – Quranic recitation Qirat – very beautiful Sitting at a drink kiosk In the square opposite Yemi Jami Under an umbrella Purchased for ten lira It is raining The kiosk owner and waiter are...

Paris

A cafe in Belleville At the cross roads I sit at a window table To watch the world go by As Paris taught me Forty six years ago. I do not take coffee any more...

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