Les É?Ventails, Portraits Of Passion Poem by Nathalie Handal

The shadows of birds fading on a fighter's back
The undressing of words on an unstamped postcard
The wet swings in the distant park
The jealousy of raindrops on the umbrella of lovers
The laughter of a boy before a bird
The song of two flutes, two swords, two bracelets, two fingers
The stare of a wave before a pearl
The yearning between the legs of a farmer's wife
The opening of doors closing midday
The sudden howling of our muse—and
les éventails—disturbing the guest inside of us