فتحي مهذب - العتمة إمرأة ضريرة Darkness is a blind woman.. ترجمة إلى الإنكليزية: د. يوسف حنا / فلسطين

Darkness is a blind woman
Fathi Muhadub / Tonisia
Translation from Arabic Dr. Yousef Hanna / Palestine

Darkness is a blind woman...
I thank the subconscious lion for its domestic roar.
I thank the buzz of nostalgia butterfly in your frightened texts,
Your philosophical narrative that resembles the eyes of a mamba.
I thank the lamps that shed tears and blessings.
I thank your vigilant watchful breasts under the branches of my hands.
I thank the ten-p.m. train as it climbs up my spine like a sloth monkey,
Pursued by dark snipers.
The crow of tough luck.
Barbarians with fragile conceptualizations.
A sleeping god with bronze legs.
I thank your prose full of praise and forgiveness.
The vase fighting ghosts,
With a wrap of oppressed flowers.
I thank your calm chair
That chews the void with a wooden mouth
And a sack packed with forest secrets on its shoulders.
Your sad chair
Taken from its whistling bones.
Darkness rings bells.
The fox is under your thick skin.
The boats committed suicide on your snow-covered knee.
And in your brown voice easily sold fish.
I will dismiss your obsessions with a peacock feather
And pinch the leopard of your night prose.
I will release hostages in the coming days.
The house is sunny at night.
Your sleep is a grove of long nails.
Your bed is bleats like a blind sheep.
Your enchanted ring sparkles like a lonely candle,
Under a tin sheet roof.
Your neighbors are nailed to the balcony,
Counting the indexes of dead,
And movements of distant planets.
I will not praise the coming fog from the tips of your nails,
Because it devoured my wristwatch,
Smashed my head with an ax of metaphysics,
Kidnapped my old friends
And stole the keys to the underworld




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