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The Far Mosque

The Far Mosque - Kazim Ali Why not be an acolyte of the twisting ribbon of river?Said: In the RainThese moments against the years you cannot believe.This hover of music winging down from the mountainsyou cannot believe.But here in the trees, here above the river, here as the seasonstitches itself into fog then frost, you will.Here as you unfold, unsummon, uncry, you will. Unopened, you will. Unhappen, you will.These moments against the years you will. Unmoment you will. The Return of MusicBe gray here, be broken and strafed, fully roused and drawn here,like a compass needle, find yourself bound and unintelligibleThe River's Address all night: sounds/Violet's brief engines Gallery cloud me down with the river edged with willow The River CloudWhen a Scholar passes by a closed doorShe may not be listening to the music, but to the doorWhat lingers in the letter, loosening or foundSky-name - wood-wind - syllable - soundSource