OUR CATEGORY : Jalal Barzanji

Death of a Poet

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 […]


This poem was originally written in Kurdish in 1993 and translated by the poet. 1 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 […]