September Ashes
Oh September you came
Covered with ashes
You came whispering into our tears
We who roped to the grief
then danced over our hearts
You came to us
wearing the sandal of curiosity
while the howling of death
blowing at our evening
Oh September...
We arranged, over the marble,
The farewell ritual:
Of palm fronds,
Of perfume dawn
to wash the grief's face to shake
the September ashes.
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