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24 - شتنبر - 2017
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1

A heavy silence is spread out
And the sky is over-crowded
With our clouds

Revelation oozes
From the dumb
Pores

Enough!

Come let’s rain
And wet
The bed sheets with our reproach


2

My passion for rain
Frightens you

You who are eternally
Thirsty
For drops of dew


That you
Secretly sip
From the forgotten
Dawn buds

Wiping your lips
With one palm
While the other
Holds thorns

Over-confident

Sheltering yourself
From love
With an umbrella

 

3

Gather me up
A wild rose
From the spirit’s emptiness


Before my own feet
Trample me down

 

4

You search underneath my shirt
For the smell of your childhood

I search
Between your lips
For a poem
That looks like me

You want me to be another                       

I want a man
Who makes me become myself


5

The pillow leans
On our pain
And the bed
Vainly insists
On folding
Distances

While
Each of us
Embrace a secret journey        


6

Is it your ghost
Or my shadow
That falls asleep
On my insomnia?

Or is it
A witness of absence
Looking for certainty?


7

O you! Taking shelter
Deep in the wound
That is rooted in me
As my belonging to your palm

I am some of your satisfaction

Are you satisfied then
With a female
Who conjures up the utmost limits   
Taming them
On the domesticated thresholds?


My destiny
Is to invent whispers for your silence

And put my hand
In the blowing touch     
So I might find you


8

No far-reaching limits
Tempt me
Except my journey
In you
Who are distant
Like my blood

Crowded with you
Are the senses
So where can I hide you
From the eyes of desire?


And how can I protect you
From my thirst
When you flow
Into my glass
And when moons
Turn in your head?

      C

      O

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Come, Let’s  answer
The call of drums
And drop down
The veiled speech

 

9

The note
Wanders away
From the poem
And the chord puts on mourning

I fear
Death stifles
What hasn’t been born
Between us                                                                                                                  


10

Only the sea
Worthy of my torment

I offer it
Every waking hour
Before the tears of the world
Wash me out


11

And I steady myself
Between a couple of tears

So the poem achieve its fullness

 

12

Do not close the door
In the face of the breeze
Our insides
Are squeezed by the heat
And the moon
Declined our company

Another night
Goes by
No virgin tears
No wailing
No shouts of joy


Come let’s chirp
The night birds
Are overcome by boredom


13

You soar further away
From my joyful sounds
Vertigo                       
Conquers me

Aren’t the nights
Enough,
That like mountain songs
Compete with the clouds

Come
In a last breath
To gather the shells of speech
In a necklace of kisses


14

Beside
A life wasted
In the unsaid

The wind lulls
A letter

That I pick up

For a second life


15

My throat is stifled
With buried moans

Shall I open up my chest to the wind?

Or fall down
Where
A dumb scar
Hides?


How can I
Uproot it
Without the earth
Bleeding
Beneath my feet?


16

And you ask me
To gamble a part of me
So I gain myself

Like a Sun
Eloquent in its silence
I love my weakness
And I am not ashamed of tears


17

Free
Of all sense of belonging
Like a suitcase
I roll down

Between one loss
And another

I see me through your eyes
So why go far
Ahead of me?


18

I don’t care
If you spare your water

Only fire has meaning to me


19

Here I am
Hanging my smile
On the peg of pain
And heading
To a virtual date            

For such
Lipstick
Was invented


20

I walk fast

Behind a shadow

Devoted
To my hurting feet 


21

I need a whole life
To recover
My childhood

You need a childhood.
To grow up in my heart

And we need death
To be worthy of love


22

Tired
The body breaks down
Under your coming back

Should it dance
Or pray?

And how could it endure
A joy
That sets fire
To the wreckage?

 

23


How much joy
Did I curb
So as not to lose
My belonging to you

Here I am
Restoring myself from you
So as not to lose
My ability to grieve

 

24

I save a memory
That betrays me

And rush naked
Towards the unknown

And in order to test
The rhetoric of moaning
I shed a letter
On the first line
Half through
My life


I wander beyond my limits
Searching for
A missing Childhood
And deceive myself
That defeat
Is better than
Desertion


I collect my lost part
In non-existence
I mummify it
So my illusion of life
Stays alive


25

Together
All is possible


Even separation

 

26

Yet

I dream
Of a window overlooking the sea
Of an affectionate fireplace
Of your hand removing rocks
Off my chest


I dream
Of a rainfall that tastes of your sweat
Of a night longer than my insomnia
And a flower vase

As in the oriental
Painting

27

I dream
Of climbing
The water stairs
Towards the horizon

Where    
With the warmth of twilight
Your hand pulls me

28

Sustain me
My body waxed feeble
And a cloud in my night
Likes to sleep
On the grass of your chest

Sustain me
And drop
The paddle of questions
The Sea is tired
Of the overflow of my tide


Sustain me
For what Remains of tomorrow
And what was lost of yesterday
Waiting for you

29

And come let’s rain

Longing has ripened
In the vessels of the soul

And no lover compares to you

Translation: Norddine Zouitni

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