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Hall of Mirrors


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One mirror is never enough

To shrink the eternity to the size of your palm

And stare at it in the eye

More than one hall of mirrors you need

Plus your insight

The unreachable that walks right before your eyes

Almost touching you

Defying your limitedness

Compound tense

A firmly locked door behind your presence

And a tomahawk to crack the internal – eternal ice of your soul

Where you grow icebergs and tumours

That you freely hand out

To different Titanics, doctors, dictators et al

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The days of a blood orange

مأمون الزائدي

Reisen in gegensätzliche Richtungen / الرحلة وصورة الآخر

نورالدين خليفة النمر

TRIPOLI, 1994

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