A Moroccan Man and Woman I Did Not Know
met them at a party last night
he gave me his Arabic translation
of T.S. Eliot's Four Quartets his wife
a book of her Arabic poems I did not
bring my books for them
trays of food hard not to eat it all
deserts from phyllo dough honey and nuts
orange slices with cinnamon
stories of life and life here
for four years from Morocco for work
three boys rented house in Pelham
round and full entirely present arms open wide
my first trip to the Middle East crazy impossible
place hard not to want to live there
with people like this man and his wife and yet
she's been in New York four months now she said
Anyone Would Want To Live Right Here.