From The Lake Poem by Atef Ayadi

From The Lake



from the waves
crushing
against
the bay's
heavy stones
in the absence of
any disturbing wind,

i deeply know
that Eileen is
in trouble;

cause
she has been my Vostok Lake
hidden,
protected,
and undisturbed,

until i melted
the ice and brought the wind.

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