Never Describe the Sky as Azure

unless it’s made of stone.
           لاجورد  Lāzhward
migrating from Persia,
           smuggled from Farsi
to Arabic & thrown
           like a wingless bird
across the sky-dark sea
           until its version
spills from English mouths.
           Lapis lazuli.
O trap of beauty,
           you are a fiction …
Exhausted at day’s end
           of an oven-summer
I duck out of the house
           into the truth of twilight
blue: no other name
           than azure, azure,
and no other home
           the color of this sky
struck above this earth,
           no path to heaven
except through this dirt.