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تسجيلThe Mediterranean Café
Feb 11, 2021 01:11 PM Feb 11, 2021 01:11 PM
It is not far than a night oblivious look From the opening of “ Umm Khaled “ meadow. You see it, at night, drenched in its blood. Beit Leed Cabaret was your hidden bar of sand and turtle shield, How your pulse turned into mother of pearl and water crabs? Will your soul leave tonight? to its pomegranates? to beaches that resemble the beaches women shoulders? You will keep departing to the depths by fineries of sea birds. (Your followers are the stripped mullets) In the depths You are disappearing disappearing disappearing Your soul is a sponge. As if your soul is a sponge … *** August / the coast meadow ________________ Translated by : Tareq Al-kermi
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