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In the yellow, cold light of the wine-dark night, 'tween the brand-new mall and the Roman Site, he staggered alone, drunken with "Magon"* and memories. Vast, so vast is the night - vast as the memory of an English prairie, and an emmer-haired maiden he'd walked to the ferry on a summery day. Vast, so vast is a night masquerading as a want of sight. © LazharBouazzi
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 12:18 PM UTC
Night in Carthage
In the yellow, cold light of the wine-dark night, 'tween the brand-new mall and the Roman Site, he staggered alone, drunken with "Magon"* and memories. Vast, so vast is the night - vast as the memory of an English prairie, and an emmer-haired maiden he'd walked to the ferry on a summery day. Vast, so vast is a night masquerading as a want of sight. © LazharBouazzi
"Magon" is a popular Tunisian wine named after the famous Tunisian (Carthaginian) author of the "Treatises on Agronomy, Winegrowing and Winemaking (eighth century BC. ) " when Tunisia was Europe's wine cellar.
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 12:18 PM UTC
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