To A Princess of the Lion Hearts
---for Hanin, Gaza
Keen seer, gallant Gazan,
how you do teach, fierce-fight
and find each logic-lapse,
reason-rive, then shrive by love,
lessoning by laughter, lioness,
princess of the lion hearts.
Tell me what I hear of war
is false, and say the loss I fear,
Hanin, is far. And if that nightfall,
dear, should come, tell me all,
how you will fight, not die,
oh God, that you will call.