Mark C. Eades
Poem Fragment, Jerusalem

Rose of dawn, a sigh from the minarets:

I awoke this morning in Jerusalem

to the call of the muezzin in the rising sun

and the ringing of church bells

and the rumble of distant guns

(a sigh in the olives, a sigh from the minarets).


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