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In the mosque
when the sun is low
the birds echo.

Birds like falling songs
escaping the wind,
light like honey melting,
women like long shadows,
footsteps like solitude.

In this place
all sound stops,
and all you can hear for miles is a call to prayer,
sung
and wailed
and trilled from the mosques.

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  • Copyright: Olya Antipina (ellis_wyatt) Silver Star Critiquer [C: 12 W: 0 N: 9] (46)
  • Genre: Places
  • Medium: Color
  • Date Taken: 2010-02-13
  • Categories: Architecture
  • Exposure: f/7.1, 1/250 seconds
  • Photo Version: Original Version
  • Date Submitted: 2010-04-14 8:39
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