Heart to heart
"Let's take them"
He said, right index
Pointed; bird
Bird went out
(Leaving nest)
He stood bowl in hand
Went; came back
Bowl had eggs
One by one broke the shells
My jaw fell
Words died
Flew my soul
He, then stirred
Bird came back
Eggless nest
Pleaded she
Headed for me
Sat on bowl's edge
A beak for taste
Her look question
Comet, sharp, hot
A jump, landed
Birched on arm
I felt my hand
Set her on heart; heat on heart
Her beats were weak; whisper, speak
Metal shop mine, a stove, Sun
(Hussein told me)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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