Monday, 16 June 2014

Truce - Abdourahman Waberi

I scatter my voice all over of the town
There water outlines time

I mingle my body with the fragrances rising from night

There I drown my distress

I search in your eyes from our quarrels from long ago
Defeated clans weaving the canvas of strife

I ask the succulent plants to return my tender memory

Unsure you listen to the wear
Of my cracks

Postponed till tomorrow
The night’s approach

Abdourahman Waberi (born 1965) Djibouti
Translated by Nancy Naomi Carlson

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