“The End of the War” by Shadab Zeest Hashmi (poetry ’09)

The End of the War

I entered the city gates in a blind-fold
led by nothing but the summer drift 
of fairy-roses
the secret musk of books

How the market puffed up
with flags and shrouds
For a few drachmas
I bought a shroud for my sword
and buried it
under the Bitter-Almond tree

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