Djinn Poem by Rae Armantrout

Djinn

Rating: 4.3


Haunted, they say, believing
the soft, shifty
dunes are made up
of false promises.

Many believe
whatever happens
is the other half
of a conversation.

Many whisper
white lies
to the dead.

'The boys are doing really well.'

Some think
nothing is so
until it has been witnessed.

They believe
the bits are iffy;

the forces that bind them,
absolute.

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Rae Armantrout

Rae Armantrout

Vallejo, California / United States
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