Apr 11, 2010

Hannah Moon

(from the moon series)

at the café in Tanger. Eats something
vegetarian, drinks the mint tea and writes.

Dreams of passion, studies the method,
learns the sadness of Rwanda and travels

alone while the ocean remains untamed.
While the age starts to show in the hostels

at night. While the casbah hangs over the Atlantic
coast. While the noise in the Petit Socco resounds.

Hannah moon roams around the markets,
looks for something so hard she's bound find it.

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