by Nizar Sartawi
(Amman, Jordan)
Hey little sparrow
your eyes keep staring at me
have we met before?
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a pigeon living
in our little garden
without paying rent
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heavy morning rain
swallows on the clothes line
drying their wet wings
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hanging in the air
a petite helicopter
the hummingbird
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tempestuous sea
a flock of angry seagulls
squawking at the waves
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