Habib Fares


Silver Water


Your mum,
How many
Silver statues
She slept with,
Intoxicated,
To replace your saliva
With silver water!

Always to the left,
Behind the first
Fold of rose,
There is a silver shine.

As though gods
And the gathering of conjurors
Bewitched,
Till numbing,
Whenever your half wetted
Smile,
With drops of silver water,
Radiates.

Written in Arabic in Sydney,30/11 / 1997. Translated by the poet.

Submitted: Thursday, March 29, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, February 08, 2011
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