‘Red sail’ by Jan Carroll

au revoir Marcel

Are you quiet
Are you quiet
Over Damascus
Over Jerusalem
Over Atlantis
Quiet enough
To get by
Without me
Have you made me

a shield
For me
An all gods
Dead or alive
godless prayer
for me
or a lyre

That keeps us safe
Leads me inside
Your Amsterdam
Where we
Drink absinthe
to stumble into Paris
liberate me over
The fields of the dead

Are you with me
Are you with me
This time as you were before
In Barcelona
Where we didn’t leave that
bombed villa for two weeks
Before we were both starving
In the woods
Are we quiet enough
Running along this rivers
of the dead vanished but hearing
the whispers of the dead
I know you don’t want
To hear me
Because you think you can
Save us another way
But you did come to me in…

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