In Isfahan from its earliest foundation,
\n“It couldn’t be done,” she said.
\nAnd then, with the greatest good in my intention,
\nSaid I, cocking my rifle, “It is going to spring!”
\nCement buildings opposite each other glower,
\ntheir alleys tight and dusty,
\npainted with gold.
\nFires billow gods of smoke heavenward.
\nSaid she, cough in throat, “ah, to grow
\nold together, and look at the stars and make
\npoetry…”
\nbefore that soft, damp sound.
\nThe domes glisten,
\nthe bazaar silent,
\nsave for the twinkling sounds
\nof falling tile and glass
\nand the cool northern winds.<\/p>\n
(This is about half junkmail, half me. For some reason all I could see in the mass of words was war and love.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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