A Tree Poem by Wadih Saadeh

A Tree



He walked two steps and touched
a plant he had planted the day before
sap went out of his hands to its veins
leaves left his eyes to its branches
and when he wanted to return
he did not leave his place,
his feet turned into
roots.
the lock that was locking up behind itself the howling of the night
and the door out of whose cracks morning was getting

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