Biography of ali habash
Iraqi poet was born in Baghdad 1965 and started publishing his works in 1985. His poems have appeared in all Iraqi and Arab newspapers.
ali habash's Works:
Years without Reason) was issued in 2001 in Tunis
ali habash Poems
The cigarette it shoots bullets into my life Every day But I pine for it
The heart has filled with wastelands And empty bottles, and homeland gets farther from me everyday.
Rockets Destroying A Happy Family
Rockets fill my heart and head Time is running by All your friends are being blamed for this, Oh Iraq.
They used to translate the war for a newspaper; My fingers Filled with the dead.
Red lips: I don’t know her. But after the third glass
Missiles at the bottom of the heart, Shrapnel in my head And the days - A walking guillotine -
A Country That Got The World’s Attention
We multiply by a bomb Then we bear another. We drag our children into passport documents.
They used to translate the war
for a newspaper;
Filled with the dead.
They are tasteless in bed.
The fingers that cross
Over the breasts at night