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Swebya

Swebya

Safa Saleh Hosson صفاء صالح حصن A massege sent But not delivered. A word said Bitterly misunderstood. I love you, but do I? For that I’ve never really known you. You’re somewhere in this world, Unseen. You’re somewhere inside me, Deeply felt. Glasses worn, But yet no sight. Prayers whispered, Still no difference. Some thoughts have grown bigger, To be ... أكمل القراءة »

Dreary Diaries

Dreary Diaries

Safa Saleh Hosson صفاء صالح حصن Once upon a morning I was stalked by a grey-haired man Who smelled like cigars And liked girls around the age of his grandchild With blue jeans And hair hidden beneath floral scarfs I had to walk faster And keep my eyes on the ground Because that was the thing to do Once upon ... أكمل القراءة »

Castaway

Castaway

You lost your zeal for distances The ships recognize you no more No more ports of call in your imagination You listen to fall air through the telephone wires and ancient olive trees You watch the bell tower of the little church Down below The lonely clergyman in his Chevrolet As he passes by climbing the steep hill With a ... أكمل القراءة »

Meteo

Meteo

We left our dreams behind Walked away on them No one of us knew clockwise or widdershins Absconded empty-souled Armed with our dull imagination To a river of dark glue Sojourned for good in preposterous tradition 11.08.15 أكمل القراءة »

TRIPOLI, 1994

TRIPOLI, 1994

ترجمة الشاعر: خالد مطاوع 1 The roundabout devoured all the green around it, and bower of olives, towering date palms, apricot trees, vibrant grasses. Women stand in doorframes, the hollering children. I am at the well steps, a twisting stream of water under my feet, a mighty mulberry tree nearby, the sun’s swords pore into the green. I am watching ... أكمل القراءة »

Gossip

Gossip

They say she eloped With an unknown bizarre bloke In a scanty attire Well.. Would it make any difference ?If she fled in a burqa.. The club must be always open To eloping elements From their burqas Depression Suppression Virile authority Plus aggression Watch the blind man With wide open eyes Swears, sneers and blasphemes But never cries You can ... أكمل القراءة »

Psychosis

Psychosis

  Psyche abstruse Hands uncertain Drains of soul Dry as a Ghibli wind Thus still sweet and cool You shirk them all Wander endlessly Alone in the Sahara Of your solitude You look preposterous But yet so real Awestruck It’s written in your eyes أكمل القراءة »

Beard..

Beard..

Long time ago.. A wise man shaved his beard.. His face glowed with that bright shining star light in a sacred night.. The god of absurd death and dull life walked into the glow And anger filled his bearded heart.. Life was draining from the horizon And the sun forgot the morning to come.. A beard grew in protest on ... أكمل القراءة »

Deserto

Deserto

When you start shooting I leave you to your no man’s land Arcane and insupportable Setting on a heinous hedonistic throne Flesh and bone Where the muddy trenches of your soul Extend their lifeless nerves Down the lower layers Of lies, illusions, vanity and ancient fear The touch of dream between your fingers and eyelids Your lips and time split ... أكمل القراءة »

Canicule

Canicule

A woman mooching in the shade Temperature forty centigrade Through the late evening hours’ passway To the next rusty day Under a cloud of enriched plutonium Lonely in the squalid heat No one’s around Some were dead Some’d fled Trying to make it to the next millennium Crying for fun And handing their tears to tourists For souvenir * * ... أكمل القراءة »

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