In the Wineshops (1926)

I wallow in the       wineshops and the
brothels of Beirut.       I didn't want to stay
in Alexandria.       Tamides ditched me,
went off with the       Eparch's son to get himself
a villa on the Nile,       a city mansion.
I didn't like to stay       in Alexandria. -
I wallow in the       wine-shops and the
brothels of Beirut.       My squalid days are sunk
in sordid drunkenness.       The only thing that saves me,
like unfading beauty,       like a fragrance that has
fixed upon my flesh,       is that for two years
he was mine,       that perfect boy Tamides,
mine not for a house       or for a villa on the Nile.

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