Arabian Nights

A Poem by Ada

A very short poem, originally created for a project relating to Burton's translation of Arabian Nights.

The blackamoor is slain...

and Kashmir sands burn betrayal.

A thousand breaths of sandalwood

and hearts again cradled.

© 2014 Ada

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Added on June 28, 2014
Last Updated on June 28, 2014
Tags: arabian, nights, blackamoor, kashmir, betrayal, breath, sandalwood, heart, cradle

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Ada

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I was born in another world, another time. There have been many of me, a new self for every moment that has been, could’ve been, or never was. A time wanderer and a weaver of worlds, creation ef.. more..