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If I Were Another: Poems
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Mahmoud Darwish223 ratings, 4.45 average rating, 26 reviews
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“I see what I want of Love... I see horses making the meadow dance, fifty guitars sighing, and a swarm of bees suckling the wild berries, and I close my eyes until I see our shadow behind this dispossessed place...
I see what I want of people: their desire to long for anything, their lateness in getting to work and their hurry to return to their folk... and their need to say: Good Morning...”
― If I Were Another: Poems
I see what I want of people: their desire to long for anything, their lateness in getting to work and their hurry to return to their folk... and their need to say: Good Morning...”
― If I Were Another: Poems
“O my language,
help me to adapt and embrace the universe. Inside me
there’s a balcony no one passes under for a greeting.
And outside me a world that doesn’t return the greeting.
My language, will I become what you’ll become, or are you
what becomes of me?
[…] For who, if I utter what isn’t poetry,
will understand me? Who will speak to me of a hidden
longing for a lost time if I utter what isn’t poetry?
And who will know the stranger’s land? …”
― If I Were Another: Poems
help me to adapt and embrace the universe. Inside me
there’s a balcony no one passes under for a greeting.
And outside me a world that doesn’t return the greeting.
My language, will I become what you’ll become, or are you
what becomes of me?
[…] For who, if I utter what isn’t poetry,
will understand me? Who will speak to me of a hidden
longing for a lost time if I utter what isn’t poetry?
And who will know the stranger’s land? …”
― If I Were Another: Poems
“One day I will become a bird and unsheathe my existence
out of my void. When the two wings burn
I’ll near the truth and reincarnate
from ash. I am the dialogue of dreamers. I turned
away from my body and my self to complete
my first journey toward meaning, but meaning
burned me and disappeared. I am absence.
The heavenly and the expelled
from “Mural”
― If I Were Another: Poems
out of my void. When the two wings burn
I’ll near the truth and reincarnate
from ash. I am the dialogue of dreamers. I turned
away from my body and my self to complete
my first journey toward meaning, but meaning
burned me and disappeared. I am absence.
The heavenly and the expelled
from “Mural”
― If I Were Another: Poems
“I search for a lost sky.”
― If I Were Another: Poems
― If I Were Another: Poems
“In a world without sky, land becomes
an abyss. And the poem, one of condolence's gifts.
And an adjective of wind: northern or southern.
Don't describe what the camera sees of your wounds
and scream to hear yourself, to know
that you're still alive, and that life
on this earth is possible. Invent a wish
for speech, devise a direction or a mirage
to prolong the hope, and sing.
Aesthetic is a freedom.
I said: A life that is defined only
in antithesis to death . . . isn't a life!”
― If I Were Another: Poems
an abyss. And the poem, one of condolence's gifts.
And an adjective of wind: northern or southern.
Don't describe what the camera sees of your wounds
and scream to hear yourself, to know
that you're still alive, and that life
on this earth is possible. Invent a wish
for speech, devise a direction or a mirage
to prolong the hope, and sing.
Aesthetic is a freedom.
I said: A life that is defined only
in antithesis to death . . . isn't a life!”
― If I Were Another: Poems
“I obsess and whisper to myself: Live your tomorrow now. No matter how long you live you won't reach tomorrow . . . tomorrow has no land . . . and dream slowly . . . no matter how often you dream you'll realize the butterfly didn't burn to illuminate you.”
― If I Were Another: Poems
― If I Were Another: Poems
