Thursday, February 19, 2015

NAJWAN DARWISH ~










Nothing More to Lose

___________________________________





Lay your head on my chest and listen
to the layers of ruins
behind the madrasah of Saladin
hear the houses sliced open
in the village of Lifta
hear the wrecked mill, the lessons and reading
on the mosque's ground floor
hear the balcony lights
go out for the very last time
on the heights of Wadi Salib
hear the crowds drag their feet
and hear them returning
hear the bodies as they're thrown, listen
to their breathing on the bed
of the Sea of Galilee
listen like a fish
in a lake guarded by an angel
hear the tales of the villages, embroidered
like kaffiyehs in the poems
hear the singers growing old
hear their ageless voices
hear the women of Nazareth
as they cross the meadow
hear the camel driver
who never stops tormenting me
Hear it
and let us, together, remember
then let us, together, forget
all that we have heard
Lay your head on my chest:
I'm listening to the dirt
I'm listening to the grass
as it splits through my skin. . .

We lost our heads in love
and have nothing more to lose




Najwan Darwish
NOTHING MORE TO LOSE
translated from the Arabic by Kareem Abu-Zeid
New York Review Books, 2014






No comments: