Here are some poems by our revolutionary poet - Mohammed - Ouled Amed - Rhythm Translated by M-S Omri With what did the ancestors write their poems? With carrot roots. With which branch of the tree did the prophets copy the scriptures? With the feathers of dead birds. And how do you write? With my toes... With my toes, I tap on the soft earth Without a prior rhythm, Like a wild horse. As soon as a rhythm is formed or the wings of an image grow, letters drop on the page and scatter on its white the way ignorant soldiers spread across the deserts of the Middle East. Do you punctuate your letters and sentences? Never. Punctuation is the movement of a falcon from top to bottom. And I have a fear of falling down after each dot. And fear even more rising after each fall and finding out that I have no use of for my rise. I am the horizontal Happy with the multitude of dead horses which lie in front of me. (from al-wasiyya p. 8).
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