Khaled Najar Poems
- Stone Castle In the windows of sand in death in a ...
- Boxes They stole my childhood from me and my madness. ...
- Poem 3 When I was young I walked to the gates of the South ...
- Poem 2 Like the sun under water your face, like time
- Poem 1 And I return to the old house from travel. Things ...
Khaled Najar was born in Tunis in 1949. He is descended from a Bedouin family from the south of the country. At the end of the 1960's he published his first poems and began to work as a journalist. He has written for various Arabic newspapers and magazines, including »Almostaqbal« and »Al Watan Al-Arabi«, as well as »Alhayat«, and was a member of the editorial team of »Akbar El Adab« in Cairo. In addition, he undertook journalistic work for UNESCO in Paris.
Najar is a knowledgeable connoisseur of Arab as well as of occidental culture and is recognised as the most lyrical poet in the francophone literature of Tunisia. more »
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Like the sun under water
a crucifix in my night.
In the memory of days,
lakes from a star
bring the wind back to my house
and give me
our childhood that died
the way butterflies die
in a summer without shores.