Poems

by Al-Saddiq Al-Raddi

Your heart thumps —
as if she were already
at your door.

Or — as if expecting her —
all the birds in the midday sky
arrive to clamor at your window.

… … … … … … … … … … …

An age of patience.
A forest of fluttering.

The literal translation of this poem was made by Hafiz Kheir

The final translated version of the poem is by Sarah Maguire

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