Spring 2012 • Vol. XXXIV No. 2 Poetry |

Like a Dream at Noon

From Arabic   He didn't think, not for a moment that the garden is exactly behind his room that a woman sleeps alone in the other apartment each night she prepares a cold dinner for two lights a candle then dims the lights for sounds to creep into her bed and sleep within the creases She selects her visitor the way she selects a dream or furnishes a desire: The door is for the key the steps are for the stranger's smell as he accumulates in absence the jasmine is the terrace of the past the gate the rhythm of the chest the type of love is the distant grass, and people in an excuse-filled world where to each time a voice and to each wish a wing And he didn't think, not for a moment to open the window where without waiting like a dream at noon the astonished flowers were above the apple trees!  

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Fady Joudah was the recipient of the Griffin International Poetry prize in 2013. His latest poetry collections are Alight and Textu, from Copper Canyon Press. Textu is written in meter based on the character count of smart phones. He is a practicing physician of internal medicine.

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