"And thus declared that Arab lady;
'Last night, where under the wild moon
On grassy mattress I had laid me,
Within my arms great Solomon,
I suddenly cried out in a strange tongue
Not his, not mine.'
Who understood
Whatever has been said, sighed, sung,
Howled, miau-d, barked, brayed, belled, yelled, cried, crowed,..."
Extract from W.B. Yeats Collected Works,
Solomon and The Witch
Photo ( Installation's detail) by Sandra Saldanha
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