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Translated by: Samer Mansoor

unknown seamen
the Earth was pregnant with me
then
it released me
on to the scream

the scream
is the echo
of lust

I am are star
that became lost.
the Earth housed me
and
wrapped me in rags.

I am
a trace
on water.

I
who am I…
some pieces of a body
in trousers.

I don’t even know
how I’ve become
or who called me
“some pieces”.

I would wish
that the lust, I, the world
were of glass.

the world:
one half is a tragedy
the other a comedy
that bribes
the pain with laughter.

AuthorMuniam Alfaker
2018-08-21T17:23:27+00:00 September 1st, 2003|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 34|0 Comments