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This is my eighty-third entry for the Steemit School of Poetry 100 Days Challenge. 

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### NINIVEH
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Near Nineveh's snow-white sands 
graceful dates fall on orange-blossom beds

maidens with carved lips will soothe the hunger
of the exhausted travelers and quench their thirst

The storms and the torments of the trip
exhaust beasts and men 
like black nectar 
and blurred nacre in the hills
and in the the oasis
and at the crossroads

Come, thirsty people, hungry people
of nomads fleeing the whip of the Egyptian
come to these pristine shores 
where water is a blue singing cloud 
that clinks in the pupils of the Sun

Come and amuse yourselves 
with our bread soaked in olive oil
eat our sweet dates and find rest
during our placid evenings full of stars 
and soft breezes when 
plump women will pamper you

Come, come, pay no attention
to the auguries of charlatans
nor to the vultures that fly over this place
Come to this mirage come true
in this nameless valley

Come... 

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### NOTES
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This poem tells the story of a misleading mirage, a trap that leads stray caravans into a doomed city.

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### Original text from Sansón Carrasco
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