Bolero A La Ravel Poem by RIC BASTASA
Bolero A La Ravel
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clapping hands
to the sound of
doves into the air
into the domes of
mosques somewhere in
the abandoned island
of Jolo
at night the boats leave
of malacca
a place of all religions
shoulder to shoulder
on the road
silence is vast
a dancing woman comes with
little steps
heard at dawn
where everyone is soundly
still asleep
your sneeze.
Saturday, December 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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9/21/2024 6:24:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The sound of clapping hands of dove is spread across sky in this amazing poem shared here. Very wisely penned.10