Mohammed Bennis Poems

In love, you yield and you're miserable.
In love, you die many times and you're pleased.
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A white Bird
A breath condenses
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This ink transports me to the heights of my breath
transports me there in triumph
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Tent erected
and the night around Her
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I'm the Andalusian living between the pleasures of lovers' renion
And the rattles of separation.
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This face works to send its rites to sleep
it smoothes out the laughter
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Don't ask him anything
about the pathways
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Majestic disquiet
then jets of shadow
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This death will remain unknown
to the nomad cloud
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Shattered places
and the breeze
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