Mariam

Abdulkhalik Kitan

 Translated by:Khaloud Almuttalibi

 I needed to see you

While being absorbed in my thoughts

Here, my sister

I often turned my back

And frequently was unable to sleep

I long for the schools

And for Fatima preparing my lunch

While you were busy studying

I long for our festivals when passing unnoticed in front of our house

I long for the girls and the bird's nests on the roof

Do you remember the tears in al Adhamia

Undeservedly, they extinguish the light in your soul

From here to there

My hand is short

My head is leaning on tearful dreams

Why are the dreams tearful too

I do not want to believe the story of emaciation and absence

What worries me specifically is

your time

Each time I blinked

I hear the pace of bullets

Hello

How are you

Wast it necessary to settle for prayers

While saying good bye to each other with no hope of meeting

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Amman

4.2.2001

 Waiting in Marion

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