LAUGHTER AND PITS

THE WORLD MIRROR / SHAKE HEARTS
22.8.2017

 

Do not fill the pit
Crying sound is still swimming inside
Does any tree grow in a salty hole?

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The laughter is a mare
Which is good at avoiding the pits
Whenever you got off it
You feared a long sob

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The forest might have a desert history
And vice versa
What we see nowadays
Is nothing but unfair distribution of tears…

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Do not be afraid of the hidden pits
But if you fell into one
Write on its walls
”Here, a knight who used to smile
At the frightened faces
Has fell down”

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They say that a cloud has held
Its rain for four years
In the fifth one,
It came by a mass grave
But could not control itself
And that was its last days in the sky

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When your mare gets tired
Saddle it close to the memory’s tree
Who knows when it needs another journey?

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You may not like the colors here
But they are the soils’ and trees’
And when I want to paint a portrait
Of the hungry
The exhausted
The frightened
I do not want to waste their time
Looking for their faces…
Look, for example, to the
Cloud in the angle of the picture
You will find faces of people
From the same family
Smiling their last smile

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Do not fell into the pit
Or fill it
Others may need to fall

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You too
I have just painted you
Look for your face
In the poem

 

Poems Rami Zakaria, 2016. Translation from Arabic Shurouk Hammoud, 2017.

Shake hearts column publishes poetry in three languages.
Photo by Daria Gatska.