Here on these artificial rocks
grow grassy spikes of aerials
and daisy dishes turning to
a man-made sun invisible.
Over this arid urban view,
a European alphabet
of jagged angles, broken lines,
the flights of pigeons play their part.
They glide and flow a sunlight ink
to brush on sky a cursive script,
a natural variation of
calligraphy of Arabic
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