الوسم : نصوص بالإنجليزية

.  © Z. Azzabi . Spinsters in the shade Pulling the strings of each others’ speech Spinning shadow to shadow Ash to ash and hollow...

.  © Z. Azzabi  . I raise an Orphean orison To the soul of a horizon perdue Long assassinated dream In your extinguished eyes Your...

    >  © Z. Azzabi  >   Whistling reeds of grief Sour sadness Lime trees of gossip’s gooseberries The currants that tell you to...

> © Z. Azzabi > A woman doctor in the nurses’ room Stethoscope dangling rounds the charming neck Next to the neat ear rings A...

.   Z. Azzabi . Colors are cool tonight Athens is drowned in its daily Stupidity The same steps falling on the same side walks...

> Salma Maref > Toward oblivion, let not the mirrored notion seep into a path but hers, the map of time: “impalpable” before this genesis....

. Z. Azzabi  . The lame whore still pacing on the sidewalk To and fro Puffing in her cupped hands from cold Looking for her...

Salma Maref Between snowy shadows, a grace reflected, pirouetting, upon the moonlight, yearning… Who dares to say, “curse from heaven”? Therein, the aquatic arabesque of...

. Salma Maref Neither dressed in rainy nights, making the metaphors, “cliche-ridden” Nor as the similes used to observe, “Corona” eclipses my surroundings. Diction personifying...

Salma Maref Devouring dreams of rare genuineness, mere patriotism; unfamiliar with bows of excellence, notions in disguise. Dragged barefoot, into spot nested with gloat… Prayers...