The trees listen to my song The sky listens to my song The land rises Races me to the well, blesses the water. Are those my steps on the mound or sighs of a passing gazelle?! Come back to your home oh, steps of the wounded Come back to your home oh, songs of the wandering poet Come back to me Come back to me My heart flutters with joy My heart flutters with fear Come back Come back Come back. There is only water in this rain In Twebya’s rain The drop is a body The drop is a […]
Ashur Etwebi
Ashur Etwebi: A House In The Wind (Poem)
A fragile afternoon A vast sea Empty trees A butterfly and a grave I am here The villagers are here Tales in strange languages are here Broken tongues are here I wish I knew that I lied down on a pillow of absence I wish I knew that the cricket frightened the little larva I wish I knew that the words are adrift and the coffee is light I wish I knew that the eyes are veiled and the bell is cursed The poor boats raised the faces of the refugees as its sails Only the fearful are capable of […]