Poets Poem by Ibrahim Nasrallah

Poets



In that good and distant city
in a courtyard full of grass
all things sing
and everyone dances
He said: Go ask that filly to dance
I was shy
He said: If poets lose
the world will not gain

Translated by Ibrahim Muhawi

Monday, November 4, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: city,poets
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