Poems

 by Linda Abd Al-Baki*

Comforts

Skilled

In hanging the life

From its waist

In amputating the wings of vast distances.

Skilled

In monitoring the revelation

Mistake

After mistake

Unsheathing a sword

Putting it round the neck of memories

then Beheading it

With every known language

untill it rolls down

Along with the stamp of Comforts.

Dress of the seasons

After my heartbeats started

Red and white blood cells danced in my pulse,

Then the lovers danced.

I detached you from me

Because you ..

In fact Because i..

Bled poems,

rode the sea of my unconscious,

Combed my life,

And finally dressed in my seasons.

But after 

I besieged my borders

I exited my self... Towards you.

(Translated by: Saleh Razzouk , with Philip Terman & Scott Minar)

* poet and press owner from Syria.