The Girl / The Scream by Mahmoud Darwish There is a girl on a sea shore And the girl has a family And the family has a house And the house has two windows and a door. And at sea theres a warship playing a game of targeting those taking a stroll on the shore. Four five seven drop to the sand. The girl is spared by a sleeve of mist a certain celestial sleeve came to rescue her. She calls out: Dad, my Dad, lets go home, this sea is not for us. And the father does not reply. He lies there in an agony of absence, wrapped in his shadow in an agony of absence. Blood in her palms blood in the clouds, Her scream flies away with her far from the sea shore and higher. She screams in the night of a wilderness The echo has no echo And the girl becomes the eternal scream of a breaking news event made obsolete by the planes return to bomb a house with two windows and a door.
Posted on: Mon, 21 Jul 2014 14:48:26 +0000
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