Speaking of Red, one of my favorite poems from Dr. Sam Hamod from THE ARAB POEMS/THE MUSLIM POEMS AND JUST LOVE POEMS FOR YOU THE BEDOUIN DRESS You run your hand just so very slowly over the dark sewn fabric of this Bedouin dress – you feel three thousand years rough up against the color of your skin against the colors of your memory you tell me “When I wear this dress I always come out red” and I, looking at the rustle in you, say “You must look good all red” and the brightness of your hair is lit up by the shine of your eyes so predictable a beauty but your laughter always surprising and new like this dress so many years in the making with so many hidden desert places so many deep crevices in the heart Sam Hamod
Posted on: Wed, 17 Jul 2013 23:16:01 +0000
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