It’s black Friday in 1991, Princess Fahrelnissa Zeid..
She takes the road between Thames and Euphrates and sails off.
The grindstones are turning in Amman’s windmills.
The wild geese are flying northwards.
The Levant Sparrowhawks wing flaps at the Beirut port..
Here is the north, here is bloody cold




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