<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354060" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Poem For Maya</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dipping our bread in oil tins<br>we talked of morning peeling<br>open our rooms to a moment<br>of almonds, olives and wind<br>when we did not yet know what we were.<br>The days in Mallorca were alike:<br>footprints down goat-paths<br>from the beds we had left,<br>at night the stars locked to darkness.<br>At that time we were learning<br>to dance, take our clothes<br>in our fingers and open<br>ourselves to their hands.<br>The veranera was with us.<br>For a month the almond trees bloomed,<br>their droppings the delicate silks<br>we removed when each time a touch<br>took us closer to the window where<br>we whispered yes, there on the intricate<br>balconies of breath, overlooking<br>the rest of our lives.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Carolyn+Forch%C3%A9">Carolyn Forché</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354060" data-title="Poem For Maya de Carolyn Forché" data-description="Dipping our bread in oil tins we talked of morning peeling open our rooms to a moment of almonds, olives and wind when we did not yet know what we were. The days in Mallorca were alike: footprints down goat-paths from the beds we had left, at nigh..."></div> </div> </div>

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