Some want to drown in their dreams
or in amber drink, others in denial,
whilst he thinks of a river
of clouds sweeping her high above, sinks
in a river of down suffocating—without
wetting her auburn curls: yes, vanity
still prevails in such moments.
Is there something worth dying for,
she wonders? But maybe, just maybe,
if you live long enough you may
cross the threshold of desire, its constantly
deferred lack, learn to yearn for sunshine,
await the concert of birds.
Once upon the time, tempests took
hold of her heart. Chest tight, she withheld
HEDY HABRA has authored two poetry collections, Under Brushstrokes, finalist for the USA Best Book Award and the International Poetry Book Award, and Tea in Heliopolis, winner of the USA Best Book Award and finalist for the International Poetry Book Award. Her story collection, Flying Carpets, won the Arab-American National Book Award’s Honorable Mention and was finalist for the Eric Hoffer Award. Hedy is an eight-time nominee for the Pushcart Prize. Her website is hedyhabra.com
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