In Jordan Richard W. Halperin

In Jordan

In Jordan one evening we were guests in a garden whose walls were trellises of roses. Daytime we would walk the streets of Amman, oranges everywhere. Once we went into the desert to see the rock Moses struck, water gushing from it. Women were washing dishes in the pools beneath. During our years, I took many photos of you. The only one I have kept is of you standing on the shore of the Dead Sea. What is dead? What is the sea?

Richard Halperin

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