“For I must wander On the deep sea bed Showering pearls on dead men Gathering shells And sweeping the shadows of passing boats With my falling hair Across the sliding sands into the mouth of hell” — Joyce Mansour Copy Share Image
“For I must wander On the deep sea bed Showering pearls on dead men Gathering shells And sweeping the shadows of passing boats With… — Joyce Mansour Copy Share Image
“I saw the camel put on its shirt An leave without tears for Mecca With a thousand and one Sand sellers and Dark crowds… — Joyce Mansour Copy Share Image
