Majid Alhydar
The Psalms of Rakoom the Black
...
O, photographer,
O, old photographer of the tavern,
Pour this straying moment
In a page of eternity.
...
From Bali to Tizi Ouzou
From Kandahar to New York
From Madrid to Hai-il'amil 1
The anthem is rising:
...
One day
I will close my eyes
And whisper to you:
“Don’t cry, my love.
...
The traveling bags
By: Majid Alhydar
- And what do the soldiers carry
...
Ding.. dang..
Ding.. dang..
….
My legs are letting me down.
...
Yes,
I am the slave who tempted Plato
To drink and drink
Until he kneeled at my feet
...
Like a forsaken crown prince
Crawling toward his nineties
(Who recounts the windows of his cell,
And, one by one, drops on them
...
“I feel sorry, deeply sorry,
For…
Every thing”
The old man knows a lot of things,
...
One day they will build a statue
Of me, the little mortal,
Made out of stone
Or a rusted metal.
...