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Truce.

    I scatter my voice all over the town
   there water outlines time
   I mingle my body with fragrances rising from night
   there I drown my distress
   I search in your eyes for our quarrels from long ago
   defeated clans weaving the canvas of strife
   I ask the succulent plants to return
   my tender memory
      unsure you listen to the whir
      of my cracks
      postpone till tomorrow
      the approach of night 

from the French

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Author:Waberi, Abdourahman A.
Publication:West Branch
Article Type:Poem
Date:Dec 22, 2013
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