Sunday, November 11, 2007

شتات

تخبز للصحو أغنياته الطرية
ولا تتذكر كوابيس ليلتها المسيجة بالفخاخ
والجوارح
تمضي
إلي
ظهيرتها
لا تعرف لذة منامات القيلولة
تشم بأجنحتها المدارات
في المساء
تعود الطيور اليتمة
وتحصي كم نهار مضي
وآخر لم يآتِ
ثم
تنام مثلي تحلم بالجهات.

12/2/2007

بيرث
Diaspora
Trans-created by Sheila Jessop B-Wignall,Vivienne Glance and Afeif Ismail



They are baking for awakening
their dewy songs
prepare for dawn.
They forget about last night's nightmares
in which they were fenced by traps
and
vultures.

They fly until noon
they don't know
how delicious afternoon naps are!
their wings sniff the way towards orbits

At evening the orphaned birds return
counting how many days have passed
and how many days are to come
then
like me
they sleep dreaming of directions.
12/02/07
Perth

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