فتحي مهذب - البارحة الخامسة مساء... ترجمة الدكتور يوسف حنا . فلسطين .

God's Burnt Wing
By Fathi Muhadub / Tunisia

Translation from Arabic Dr. Yousef Hanna / Palestine
Yesterday,
At five o'clock in the evening
I saw a deep hole in the sky
Burned wing dangling
It almost touches my head forelock
While I was on a very light motorcycle
Like a butterfly floundering in the air
The trucks behind me run like huge rabbits
The air is a balloon full of hell sparks
God's sweat washes car windows
Oh, how terrifying and unsettling your wing was, O Lord!
Like a burning wheel in the heart.
Yesterday evening
People are dead
And the houses are cemeteries
I'm a Zombie* roaming the streets
On a devastated bike
Carrying pizza slices for friendly ghosts
A vessel filled with the blood of monks
Dried bats and lizard eggs
The air hits my face with the fire stockpile hooves.
The sun follows me like a greyhound
As if I'm an injured quarry by showers of shotgun pellets.

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*Zombie:The term comes from Haitian folklore, in which a zombie is a dead body reanimated through various methods. Zombies are most commonly found in horror and fantasy genre works.​