Fadhil Al Azzawi
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I confess that I have lived my life:
I tasted so many things
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Do not light up a match in a forest
A bird is afraid of fire!
Do not sit in a sunrise
Someone might be looking for light!
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There's nothing easier than writing a magical poem
If you have strong nerves
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We have tales full of tragic knights,
who descend upon burning horses
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This desolate valley is crowded with thieves
But I cross it alone.
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When the sky still had no name
when the earth still had not been born
and when I was a child like all the others,
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What are we waiting for?
Every thing turned out well in the end.
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We carry upon our shoulders
a sky heavier than a granite rock
as the last of pin-point planets
glitter over our heads.
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Here is the twentieth century
in its long dim hall
with murderers and conjurers
sitting at its table
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Fadhil Al Azzawi Biography
Fadhil Al Azzawi (Arabic: فاضل العزاوي ; born 1940 in Kirkuk, Iraq) is an Iraqi writer highly respected in the Arab world, as he has published seven volumes of poetry, six novels, three books of criticism and memoir, and several translations of German literary works. He participated in Iraq's avant-garde Sixties Generation, and his early controversial work was lauded with great enthusiasm. He holds a BA in English Literature from Baghdad University, however Fadhil soon left Iraq in 1976, as the Baathist-controlled regime was becoming increasingly powerful. He later earned a doctorate in communications studies from Leipzig University. He has worked as a freelance journalist and translator for Arab newspapers and cultural reviews. He also founded the poetry magazine Shi’r 69. He currently resides in Berlin, where he works as a full-time writer.)
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I Confess That I Have Lived My Life
I confess that I have lived my life:
I tasted so many things
And forgot thousands more.
I loved women, I forgot to count how many
Cried over me.
I found friends for good times
And friends for bad ones.
I lived among forgotten victims
And learnt with my skin
The whips of executioners in prison cells.
I stood before unjust courts
Accused of blind love.
I wandered from desert to desert
And set up my tent in fairyland.
I let my horse drink from the waters of al-Kawthar.
I slept among thieves on the shores of Tigris
And sometimes lived in the castles of kings.
I travelled to cities, swimming in darkness.
I sat in the sun, and walked through snow,
Changing one land with another,
One pair of shoes with another.
I burned so many bridges behind me
And sailed in seas that could never be crossed.
In a time of drought I sowed seeds
In the valley of rains.
In darkness I lit thousands of candles.
Under the waking moon
I sighed like an old man in love
And wandered between continents.
How many times have I built paper palaces in my dreams?
How many times have I swapped reality for illusion?
I've told the truth and I've also lied.
I've doubted a little and believed a little.
I've smoked all brands of cigarettes,
Drunk in bars the best vintage wines
And written the poems of my life.
I've laughed so much in this world.
I've cried so much in this world.
I've passed by like a light in the night.
I've been here and I've seen,
I've stayed and I've left.
I confess that I have lived my life.
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