In Damascus:poems become diaphanous They’re neither sensualnor intellectualthey are what echo saysto echo .. .

Mahmoud Darwish
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  5. I see a bird carrying me and carrying you, with us as its wings, beyond the dream, to a journey that has no end and no beginning, no purpose and no goal. I do not speak to you, and you do not speak to me;...

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