A Dream or a Bet?

Posted by Anne Fairbairn AM PhD (Hon) | 28 Apr, 2018 | Lifestyle, Poem | 0 |

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.

About The Author

Anne Fairbairn AM PhD (Hon)

Dr Anne Fairbairn AM is a widely published poet. She is also an artist with extensive connections and travels across the Arab World. For her many publications and work involving building understanding between cultures, Fairbairn was made a Member of the Order of Australia (AM, for service to literature as a poet and for international relations, particularly in the Middle East, through Cultural Exchange. She is based in Sydney.