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    Poem: Twilight

    By Naomi Shihab Nye

    November 10, 2015
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    Victor says, I love this time of day.
    This is when I say, Never want to die,
    want to be here forever.

    O maybe it will be possible, in the shaggy heads of trees
    that barely felt us walking beneath them.
    Maybe the corners we turned so often
    the broken pavements
    cracks & signatures
    Daniel Lozano 1962
    continue to hold us all –
    days we walked through thoughtlessly
    forgetting to turn our heads
    to the vine finally making it over the fence
    dangling blossom
    orange cup of joy
    ephemeral as we were
    here
    imagining our deep root

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    Contributed By NaomiShihabNye Naomi Shihab Nye

    A prominent Arab-American poet, Naomi Shihab Nye lives in San Antonio, Texas. Born in 1952 in St. Louis, Missouri, to a Palestinian father and an American mother, Nye has always belonged to more than one culture.

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