i'm just a bedouin:
i live in a tent -
cozy an' fair
its fabric woven
...
Here they come
the frequent trespassers of this terrain
in their tattered truck
The heavy black boots
...
Oh my shadow how you tire me out
you, the deformed ghost
of the agony dwelling within my ribs…!
How you push me to hide in the dark for fear
...
This time
the Synagogue and the Mosque
were resolutely reconciled:
...
Farewell
lest the cells of feelings die
as this moon
will go away
...
Dedicated to Tunisian poet, Huda Hajji
O Witch!
O Lady of the meadows of golden spikes and dark olive groves
...
Another annum
of my life
some friends come
and stay within our heart
...
Hey you passer-by!
Linger awhile
Adjust the handles of your watch
on the rhythm of the things around you
...