Treasure Island

Saif Al Rahbi

(1956 / Oman)

Steps


I walk, I feel under my feet
a sky, trembling with all its victims,
and on my head, an earth
that has stopped rotating.
I hear a thunder of steps behind me,
steps of people coming
from the past,
silent as if they are dead.
Past, retreat a while,
let me finish today's walk.

Submitted: Friday, November 15, 2013
Edited: Friday, November 15, 2013
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Translated by Abdulla al-Harrasi

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