Poems by Naomi Shihab Nye
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The Small Vases from Hebron
... Men and boys, praying when they died, ...
Hello
... I gave him the names of the devil, ...
The Story, Around the Corner
... One day soon it will stumble up the walk and knock, ...
Supple Cord
... and we had such long and separate lives ...
Trying to Name What Doesn’t Change
... near Sabinas, Mexico, and says a track without a train ...
Yellow Glove
... ext June I was stirring the stream like a soup, telling my brother dinner would be ready if he&rsquo ...
Jerusalem
... is ourselves: I am yours, you are mine ...
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