It is the poet’s coffin
brought again
to the top of the tree,
that shadows the stream.
Blurry shadow –
surely it is a coffin?!
Or a force!
Or a cloud!
Crows are following it,
surely it is a casket!
Or perhaps a cliff
covered with snow.
Tonight who will guard it?
What a beautiful night,
the stars filling the sky.
No fear in this winter night
So who will guard […]
Filed under: Jalal Barzanji, Home & Away by akublik Date 18 November, 2009
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This poem was originally written in Kurdish in 1993 and translated by the poet.
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It was war
that made my first morning sad,
it was war
that cast my book to the sea,
it was war
that left me repeatedly exiled,
it was war
that destroyed my evening playground,
it was war
that deprived me of flowers,
it was war
that drove me to despair,
it was war
that […]
Filed under: Jalal Barzanji, Home & Away by akublik Date 18 November, 2009
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