“Friends depart Sea is swallowing their moons Airports are archiving them in the oblivion basket Borders are exclamation marks in their lives But they did not crook their cross Their memories are still at the house Courtyard rocking their childhood… — Basim Furat Copy Share Image
“Friends depart Sea is swallowing their moons Airports are archiving them in the oblivion basket Borders are exclamation marks in their lives But they… — Basim Furat Copy Share Image
“I burn the clouds, Knowing that remembrance has thorny flasks. I plough the sky by sea, Knowing that tears are bluer than my joy.… — Basim Furat Copy Share Image
