August 4, 2011


Why do you ask me to write to you?
Why do you ask me
To go naked before you
Like a paleolithic?
Writing is the one thing that leaves me naked.
When I speak
I keep somewhat clad.
When I write
I roam light,
Free as a legendary bird.
When I write
I divorce myself from history
And from earth's gravity
To orbit in the outer space of your eyes.

--- Nizar Qabbani
Translated by A.Z. Foreman

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