Song Of Palestine – When Does The Song End?

It doesn’t.

Palermo Canto

‘Midst the sun-burnt blocks blaze orange-walls, the pink of their compan’yuns calling…

Beings who know themselves.

T’was where I was standing, with Molly wavin’.

In confinement – self ‘n solitary –
there sits a child.

“The cosmos, then, was chaos…”

Little song. Short song.

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Let sekhem and sesheshet sing in beat-procession, ringing through these ‘glyphed papyrus-reeds!

O’er th’aural landscape rest the guiding waves.

Told through tense interpretation, their tales light the night and meet the morning.