Ali Ahmad Said Esber

1930 / Syria

Music I: 23

Love, unable to sleep.
And night, like dawn
goes to his cave.
And lovers toss their names
in inkwells where the ink only knows their death.

A star skips over graves
whose names
the mouth of the wind refuses
to pronounce.
She embraces me and leaves.

Translation: 2013, Khaled Mattawa
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