A Request

Over here
The time stops
In the wide corner from the cosmos,
The time stops
In domains that infinite
From doorsteps of shooting stars,
The time stops
Everywhere,
The time stops.
Then
The demonstrations follow in succession
From all sides
From all people
those who were born and died,
Those who were born
and are still alive,
And those who will be born,
Carrying candles
That spurt vermillion blood,
And the signs they tore
From the blue clearness of the Iraqi sky
Written on
"God"
Hasn't Iraq's ground had enough blood poured on?

Detroit

4/5/2004

The Martyrs of the Aimma Bridge
 

1

A delinquent vision cheered
In the middle of the two banks
In a daydream awaken
Life is a lamp
And an alarm
It rings whenever the flame ends

2

From the earth’s blessed pores
The virgins fall
In them the Altaff * smell
They fall from the Aimma bridge

3

From those borders
The borders of truth
To the bridge’s truth
The Aimma bridge
The children flap like angels’ birds

4

From a world far away
Very far away
A star travels
Its worldly ray
And Its golden air
That Aimma bridge meteors climb

5

A rocking lamp
Hung on a swing
The visitors are its decoration
Their foreheads’ spark
Rises to the sky from the Aimma bridge

6

Beyond the radiance
Radiance of the stars
Fabulous nectar
From the plant’s wraith
Moist like honey
Moisturizes the lips of the Aimma bridge martyrs.

7

A flower like a jewel
Its lilies are a rainbow
In a continual fission
the papers fissure
Painted by golden water
Its echo repeats
The names of the martyrs of the Aimma bridge

8

Sandstone pearls
In a dark night
The branches of light seep through
The bird of the sky carries Assemblage thunder of souls

9

On Alabastrine shell
Beyond the blue
Delimited the stars
Assemblages of angels
Regard the radiance of the flood
That crawls like endless stars

10

Our second lung
Our other half
Our facing wave
Our other eye
Discovers the riddle and witnesses
Two lungs for one heart

 

* Altaff : The place where Hussein the son of prophet Mohammed’s daughter was killed with 72 members during the battle.

 

 Written and Translated by: Said Alwaely

 Date: 09 / 04 / 2005

A Mug of Water

A Mug of Water

Nude and slender
The dawn opens its eyes,
In-between its eyelids
A polar twilight,
A tremble...
Dangled
The sky's arms.
Fading,
Like the morning star,
A rhythm ...
On the flow of pains,
Vapor of the head
Loosens its ambush ...
The things are servile
Like the far away horizon…
Earth,
Like a blue drop of circumference
In the dark corner
Its light: the stars.
Centers
Come and go
Heavy blindness
Pervades the circumference,
And the dawn
Possessor of white hair
Emits his intestine's crowds
And gnaws the aim.
Dome Blue eyes
Dangles
From depth of the maze…
Eyelashes covered by branches,
Created Like the haze of canyons
And hide the secret.
An eternal desert
Golden cinctures
Dances in-between ear and ear
Its gray tail
The depth of circumference.
The summit of the patch slides
Like a surreal pole
And in a gelatinous cave
An earthy progeny lime
Like the tropic snakes Inhaling the fire.
And then for the vapor be
From coronation of a lie like a coronet!
But the truth
Like the air which we inhale,
Mug of a water Achromatic,
Taste,
And smell.
I hear the gulf under the rocks,
To sheathe my soul
In the veins of my bones,
I watch it slide
As a fish In the neck of a bird.

Written and Translated by: Said Alwaely