INTERMIXTURE

THE WORLD MIRROR / SHAKE HEARTS
23.8.2017

 

The sun
The same sun
Was over our house
It will come back necessarily
However, I crossed the sea

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You are so beautiful
But I have nothing
But some salty waiting

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Let’s wait!

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My voice will be back
When I forget the waves’ plash
But now
Let’s pin our fingers
Watch the disparity of the colors
Waiting intermixture miracle
Then risk the faith with the smiles
Before going for pilgrimage
Toward the first kiss
So I overlook the sunset
Beyond the sea
Then I come back
-When my throat get dry-
Curious
To ask
What is that color named?

 

Poem Rami Zakaria, 2015. Translation from Arabic Shurouk Hammoud, 2017.

Shake hearts -column publishes poetry in three languages. Photo by Hanna Hirvonen.