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» The Wrathful
dracola - البوابة Emptyالجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:30 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

» We Are Accused Of Terrorism
dracola - البوابة Emptyالجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:29 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

» Language
dracola - البوابة Emptyالجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:29 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

» Oh, My Love
dracola - البوابة Emptyالجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:28 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

» On Entering The Sea
dracola - البوابة Emptyالجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:28 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

» Sultan
dracola - البوابة Emptyالجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:28 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

» The Face Of Qana
dracola - البوابة Emptyالجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:27 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

» The Fortune Teller
dracola - البوابة Emptyالجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:27 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

» A Damascene Moon
dracola - البوابة Emptyالجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:26 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

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احداث منتدى مجاني
The Wrathful

الجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:30 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

The Wrathful

O pupils of Gaza . . .
Teach us . . .
A little of what you have
For we have forgotten . . .
Teach us . .
To be men
For we have men . .
dough they become . . .
Teach us . .
How the rocks become
in the children's hands,
precious diamond . .
How it becomes
The child's bicycle, a mine
And the silk ribbon . .
An ambush . .
How the feeding bottle nipple . .
If detained not
Turns into a …


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تعاليق: 0

We Are Accused Of Terrorism

الجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:29 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

We Are Accused Of Terrorism

We are accused of terrorism
If we dare to write about the remains of a homeland
That is scattered in pieces and in decay
In decadence and disarray
About a homeland that is searching for a place
And about a nation that no longer has a face

About a homeland that has nothing left of its great ancient verse
But that of wailing and eulogy

About a homeland that has …


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تعاليق: 0

Language

الجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:29 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

Language

When a man is in love
how can he use old words?
Should a woman
desiring her lover
lie down with
grammarians and linguists?

I said nothing
to the woman I loved
but gathered
love's adjectives into a suitcase
and fled from all languages.


تعاليق: 0

Oh, My Love

الجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:28 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

Oh, My Love

Oh, my love
If you were at the level of my madness,
You would cast away your jewelry,
Sell all your bracelets,
And sleep in my eyes.


تعاليق: 0

On Entering The Sea

الجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:28 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

On Entering The Sea

Love happened at last,
And we entered God's paradise,
Sliding
Under the skin of the water
Like fish.
We saw the precious pearls of the sea
And were amazed.
Love happened at last
Without intimidation…with symmetry of wish.
So I gave…and you gave
And we were fair.
It happened with marvelous ease
Like writing with jasmine water,
Like a spring flowing from the ground.


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Sultan

الجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:28 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

Sultan

If I were promised safety,
if I could meet the Sultan
I would say to him: O my lord the Sultan!
my cloak has been torn by your ravenous dogs,
your spies are following me all the time.
Their eyes
their noses
their feet are chasing me
like destiny, like fate
They interrogate my wife
and write down all the names of my friends.
O Sultan!
Because I dare to approach your deaf …


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تعاليق: 0

The Face Of Qana

الجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:27 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

The Face Of Qana

The face of Qana
Pale, like that of Jesus
and the sea breeze of April…
Rains of blood.. and tears..

They entered Qana stepping on our charred bodies
Raising a Nazi flag
in the lands of the South
and rehearsing its stormy chapters
Hitler cremated them in the gas chambers
and they came after him to burn us
Hitler kicked them out of Eastern Europe
and they kicked us …


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The Fortune Teller

الجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:27 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

The Fortune Teller

She sat with fear in her eyes
Contemplating the upturned cup
She said "Do not be sad, my son
You are destined to fall in love"
My son, Who sacrifices himself for his beloved,
Is a martyr
For long have I studied fortune-telling
But never have I read a cup similar to yours
For long have I studied fortune-telling
But never have I seen sorrows similar to yours
You are …


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A Damascene Moon

الجمعة يناير 29, 2010 5:26 pm من طرف بوطيبة يوسف

A Damascene Moon

Green Tunisia, I have come to you as a lover
On my brow, a rose and a book
For I am the Damascene whose profession is passion
Whose singing turns the herbs green
A Damascene moon travels through my blood
Nightingales . . . and grain . . . and domes
From Damascus, jasmine begins its whiteness
And fragrances perfume themselves with her scent
From Damascus, water begins . . . for …

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تعاليق: 0

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