Treasure Island

Tawfiq Zayyad

(1929 –1994)

On The Trunk Of An Olive Tree


I shall carve my story and the chapters of my tragedy,
I shall carve my sighs
On my grove and on the tombs of my dead;
......I shall carve the number of each deed
Of our usurped land
The location of my village and its boundaries.
The demolished houses of its peoples,
My uprooted trees,
.........And to remember it all,
I shall continue to carve
All the chapters of my tragedy,
And all the stages of the disaster,
From the beginning
To end,
On the olive tree
In the courtyard
Of the house.

Submitted: Monday, September 09, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 09, 2013

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