Lawrence the Enabler
from A Prince of Our Disorder, John E. Mack, p 199
as well as anyone could have--
the shadow and traumata
having bartered soul, batter and twist.
The Arab world and Arab ways,
distance from the agonies of death,
the prerogative of most thick bloody encounters.
The admixture of pain and pleasure, more splendid
than a tulip garden, and we did ride like lunatics
and with our Bedouins pounce
and destroy them in heaps: I love
the journey, the Revolt.