Alexandria

After walking along the Corniche in Alexandria and waiting for the sun to set, I decided to sit next to the sea and write a poem. These are the words that emerged.

 

Today, I awoke in Alexandria

With the call of prayers on one side

and the cacophony of wavs on another.

These sounds, these cyles,

generated serenity

For a woman from a foreign land.

Today, I awoke in Alexandria

anticipating a connection with the ancient past

older than my people and myself

(unlike the conscripts of my modern self)

Alexandria is breathing for the Nubians, Greeks, Ptolemy

Byzantine, Muslims, Italians, French, British

And the many other souls that have arrived

The city breathes for mosaics, columns, mummies

Perhaps more.

Today, I awoke in Alexandria

Without a worry in my mind

Hoping to absorb the sea droplets

They slowly creep into the limestone speckled sand

Today, I awoke in Alexandria.

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