Muhammad Umran, Syria
translated by Dr Anne Fairbairn AM
(Excerpts)
Let it be a dream
to hold the earth in my hands from ocean to ocean.
The earth is a violet or a red rose
which I fasten in the hair of my woman.
The hair of my woman is moons of gold and waves of flame
The hair of my woman is wind, blue clouds, and the hair of my woman is rain.
Let it be a dream
To hold the earth in my lips from ocean to ocean.
The earth is bread or a cluster of grapes.
I pluck the blue grapes for blue children
riding upon the hair of my woman.
Let it be a dream
To hold the earth in my heart from ocean to ocean.
The earth is blood
Which I run over the hair of my woman.
The hair of my woman is rivers, blue water-wheels,
Trees and blue poems
and orchards for the birth of blue of blue wings.
The hair of my woman is blue horizons.
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