This poem is taken from PN Review 246, Volume 45 Number 4, March - April 2019.
Three Poems
Lookout
God no
but a likeness or two
up there watching you
watch ribbed strays amble and pee
on old trees giving up
no man’s olives
as cloud shadow
slips across quick as Elijah
on the run south
(fearful stopover
in these hills Jezebel
breathing hard in a nightmare)
bright ghosts with baskets
knowing no Wall
stooping to gather
khubeizeh’s rounded leaves
...
God no
but a likeness or two
up there watching you
watch ribbed strays amble and pee
on old trees giving up
no man’s olives
as cloud shadow
slips across quick as Elijah
on the run south
(fearful stopover
in these hills Jezebel
breathing hard in a nightmare)
bright ghosts with baskets
knowing no Wall
stooping to gather
khubeizeh’s rounded leaves
...
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