Haviva Pedaya


The one who whispers in automobiles
Causes streetlamps to tremble with thanksgiving as he kneels
And brings their harsh hauteur low as they boast
At the hour of perfect darkness
At the height of the farthest highways
The one who passes through foolish grasses of green
Whose desires stem from
Fat, cooing pigeons
Who guards the orange moon
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