I Got Frozen In The Patriot Hills, Ripened Within Myself Poem by Peshawa Kakayi

I Got Frozen In The Patriot Hills, Ripened Within Myself

I got frozen in the Patriot Hills, ripened within myself
Peshawa Kakayi
Translated: Goran Sabah
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Sometimes when the sun appears,
Snow starts to wail,
‘What a century! Since when I was vulnerable
Snow eaters devour me? '
I am in a country,
My root goes back to the ice age.
Since humans set foot in my land,
Climate has destroyed my nature,
I am now hit
My future will be a miscarriage baby,
I might not produce offspring!
Oh humans! How foolish are you?
You created a flag for me,
So that the other six territories
Melt in me,
Look, besides period and semicolon
That appear in my mountains,
Commas grow in my plains.
In some places, it is snowing,
Languishing my stories.
Along the way, my body is frozen
My feet provides my soul with another air,
Tipsy with the slushy snow.
My feet do not need a coat of snow,
The ancient snow had no name on the summits,
People come here jumping on planes, using parachutes
To live in this icy territory;
I set a tent in Patriot base camp
My groans mix with snowflakes at night.
I cannot read the stars,
Looking at my fingers,
Shivering,
As if, they were asteroids
falling from the space.
I hugged my knees,
At this midnight, thought of yester night

Why I am so pale in this whiteness and
Cannot go back to insomnia.
I came outside like a night watch
Startled people,
Each grabbed a lamp
I redrew the Kurdistan map for them on snow,
Look!
Its limps have horseshoes.
Its head neighs like a horse,
Pay attention to its head, a head of Western women,
The wolves want to behead it so that
It stops neighing!
My home is a child,
Its cord is not cut
Its liver and intestines
Are extracted by the political parties.
Even now
Its heart is a blazing fire,
A flame that smokes,
People want to be a flame, but are not allowed.
No word is uttered by itself,
Some words contain history
Turned hundreds of words into one word,
For instance:
Kurd and mountain,
Kurd and diaspora,
Kurd and rebel,
Mountain, diaspora and rebel are
The summary of hundreds of books
Have come out,
To be read in this fast wheel
Keep their heads out of other books!
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2021
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I got frozen in the Patriot Hills, ripened within myself
Peshawa Kakayi
Translated: Goran Sabah

Tuesday, June 30, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: ocean,ecology,poem
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Peshawa Kakayi((پێشەوا کاکەیی: : a Kurdish poet from Iraq. I am happy to showcase international writers for the ILA Magazine and Peshawa is extremely accomplished.
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