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.