A poem requesting the kind of birthday the poet wants.


Birthday Present




This year
I would like to choose
your birthday
present for me,
please.
A few rare thinks,
but they are exist
in a second – hand shop.
It is located
at the intersection of
the suffering highway,
loss road
and nothingness street.
This shop buy its goods
from those passers – by mistake
in this life,
the flyers outside swarms
and floaters against the current.
The present that I would like is:
a memory eraser,
an illusions' scissor,
a concerns' hammer,
a tearing glue,
a dust brush
and a pencil sharpener

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Written in Arabic in Sydney,2007. Translated by the poet.
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P.S. As poems loose alot of their essence and technique, when translated to other languages - particularly rhyme and rhythm - members with English as their first language are welcome to edit or paraphrase any of my poems. Names of editors will be acknowledged where ever the edited poem published. With many thanks.

Habib Fares






Poetry by Habib Fares
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Written on 2007-03-21 at 02:33

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