The Gates Of Istar - Poem by David Hart
'The Gates of Istar' by David Hart
The Gates of Istar
Now do the mountains wiggle
and giddily squirm
while solemnly sauntering
A great fuming
Sunrise... the Gate of Istar.
A blissful moon and
jolly bouncing stars
prickly shower of
and fervent love
at the noble Gate of Ishtar.
(This poem was originally written in Aramaic in 1998 by Dave Hart) Poems in Foreign Languages by David Hart at http: //www.poetrypoem.com/hart1
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