A state of dreamy tranquility
Called kef, by the Arabs of old,
Who meditated in deserts,
Cleansed by the heat and the cold.
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Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Image by Mark Harm Niemeyer
Far Out (By Philip Larkin)
Beyond the bright cartoons
Are darker spaces where
Small cloudy nests of stars
Seem to float on the air.
These have no proper names:
Men out alone at night
Never look up at them
For guidance or delight.
For such evasive dust
Can make so little clear:
Much less is known than not,
More far than near.
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- Look To The Ant
- Slow Train
- Lover's Real Moment
- 54 & Topped Off
- Kingyo No Fun (Goldfish Poop)
- Couples' Fate
- Drone's Day
- Forgetting To Call
- Rainy Season Skies
- Kef
- ElzoHarm Art (No.10)
- The Flow Of Time
- Middle Age Spread
- A Statement About Today's Poetry
- Serendipity
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