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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty Trillion pin-pricks of the sticky mists surround the mosque’s turret Shrouding the pallid angular slabs of the Faithfuls outlet: Even the muzzled pit-bulls marshaled out in the cold winced. At the sharp tweet of the Commandant’s whistle car-lights uplit Like some otherworld Xanadu the mosque loomed ethereal Floating on fizzing cloud mists in a sky turned surreal: “Awake! And unbar the portals,” boomed the thick-chested Chief, “Dawn’s disapproving face frowns down upon us in denial !” Some penitent come for early fajr prayer called out in fear: “Who art thou in armour-bound black hidden by helmet visor? Is this some Garth Varda come to task? Or some Spielberg quest? The cock summons not the day nor doves huddle in the clear.” “We’ve come to serve a warrant for the arrest of a miscreant. Go! Tell the Imam forthwith! Wake the Holy Incumbent!” So hollered the Commune Chief’s barrel-chested Commandant. “Grand Officier of the Légion d’honneur, pray be patient!” Silhouetted against shiny walls stood the stout robot force Not an arm stirred though eyes stayed peeled with ears to the boss When into headlights strode the jellaba-draped Prophet’s servant: “What heinous crime hath brought the Caliph’s wrath down upon US!” © T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014

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The Ruba'Iyat of Creteil Lake - Part Twenty

The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty Trillion pin-pricks of the sticky mists surround the mosque’s turret Shrouding the pallid angular slabs of the Faithfuls outlet: Even the muzzled pit-bulls marshaled out in the cold winced. At the sharp tweet of the Commandant’s whistle car-lights uplit Like some otherworld Xanadu the mosque loomed ethereal Floating on fizzing cloud mists in a sky turned surreal: “Awake! And unbar the portals,” boomed the thick-chested Chief, “Dawn’s disapproving face frowns down upon us in denial !” Some penitent come for early fajr prayer called out in fear: “Who art thou in armour-bound black hidden by helmet visor? Is this some Garth Varda come to task? Or some Spielberg quest? The cock summons not the day nor doves huddle in the clear.” “We’ve come to serve a warrant for the arrest of a miscreant. Go! Tell the Imam forthwith! Wake the Holy Incumbent!” So hollered the Commune Chief’s barrel-chested Commandant. “Grand Officier of the Légion d’honneur, pray be patient!” Silhouetted against shiny walls stood the stout robot force Not an arm stirred though eyes stayed peeled with ears to the boss When into headlights strode the jellaba-draped Prophet’s servant: “What heinous crime hath brought the Caliph’s wrath down upon US!” © T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014