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The Orphan

Poem No.: 72 النص العربي: لا يوجد

Oh! The dream, the dream!

My sturdy gilded wagon

Has broken down

Its wheels have scattered like gypsies everywhere.

One night I dream of spring

And when I woke

Flowers had covered my pillow.

I dreamt once of the sea

And in the morning

My bed was full of shells and fins of fishes

But when I dreamt of freedom

Spears were surrounding my neck

Like the morning halo.

From now on you will not find me

In ports or among trains

But there … in public libraries

Falling asleep over the maps of the world

(As the orphan sleeps on the pavement)

Where my lips touch more than one river

And my tears stream

From continent to continent.


translated by May Jayyusi and John Heath-Stubbs, from Modern Arabic Poetry: An Anthology, edited by Salma Khadra Jayyusi. - 1987 - Columbia University Press.

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