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I’m seeking you, Isbilia, my sultana, on the cloudy circle of water where I spread my glance to pierce your reflection, somewhere, between the foam and the wave, on the crest of imperceptible…
Contributor:
Albert Bensoussan
Date:
1970
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Every day at siesta time, when under the scorching heat of the sun the little town of Kenadza was breathing its last, Madame Karsenty would settle down on the sofa in the living room where her son…
Contributor:
Marlène Amar
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Evanston, United States of America
(Paris, France)
Date:
2005