Anwer Ghani

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FARMERS
ANWER GHANI

A Southern Farmer
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OUR MASGOUF

The fishes have high wings, but they can feel our deep pain like sisters. Yes, we are the fishes'brothers and any halo you may see in the dark night is a birthday of this brotherhood. Come here and see the seeds of this earth in an ancient Sumerian tablet, which its recipes were shining as the sun. In that Iraqi mud, you can see the smoke of our Masgouf and you may smell its exciting flavor. It is residing in our dreams like the moon, and we delightedly disappear in its perfume with the butterflies. The face of our Masgouf is pure, and I will be so happy if you can see its chants dancing as fairies at their small riverbanks.
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31st December 2018,8: 00 AM
I ask every rose in our garden and every tree near our home to tell you frankly that every year I love you more. Today, in the morning I talked with the sun seriously and we decided to tell you just one fact that every year I love you more. It is December and this year has passed with big memory but what I want to remember is that every moment I love you more. Yes, it is so enough for me from this year and its memory to remember that I love you more and more.

31st December 2018, midnight 12: 59 PM
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LIGHTISH

The Soul of Light
When the roads open their eyes, all the blue fish will come to my sea. The road is a smile exits its pinkear from that window which sleeps on my mother hands. Without any delay, I am disappearing in the mother's light. My heart, like a bird on an icy bough, will immerse in that moment comes from her chant; the soul of light. My love is that wind which can cross all clouds, and that grass which hug all world goats, but the mother light is a different world and impossible in its oneness.
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