THE SEA

THE WORLD MIRROR / SHAKE HEARTS
18.9.2017

 

When I was a little boy
I did not see the sea
I did not adore it
And when the teacher of drawing
Used to ask us to draw a picture
I drew the sea
Not its surface
Or its ships
Or its sound
Which sounds like bombing
But I drew its bowels
Without hesitation
I drew
That evil

 

Poem Aref Hamza (Exposed to sniping’ life, 2000. Written in 1998).
Translation from Arabic Shurouk Hammoud, 2017. 

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