EL-EIN CAMP

The Rooster
when he is torn
from his midnight sleep
crows
like bereavement
an unnatural dawn
in a scream
without light;

and above the lemon trees
in our terrace orchard
the kohl-blue sky
and immense fuschia clouds
go racing
fast
hastening
so fast
until uncaring eternity.

--2:40 am Monday Aug. 6, 2007, Nablus