HALF MOON

THE WORLD MIRROR / SHAKE HEARTS
18.9.2017

 

Half moon is shining now
Over cities
Nobody remained in
Half moon hurts me
Like the splitting of your face into two halves
Under this half of the weak moon
We took our children to the beds
While others took them to the graves

 

Poem Aref Hamza (I do not want anyone to save me, 2014). 
Translation from Arabic Shurouk Hammoud, 2017. 

Shake hearts column publishes poetry in three languages. 
Drawing Raed Zeno, 2013.