شكرا - Thank You

by Amer Fatuhi

دال - Dal

by Amer Fatuhi

موهومه - Delusional

by Amer Fatuhi

دندنه - Dandana

by Amer Fatuhi

At eyeshot,
Such threads of gloomy fog
in a coal black sky.
They claim to be God’s knights
And universe’s earthquake
They claim to be . . . the message’s protector
At eyeshot.
A blast echoes . . .

By :- Badr Shakir al-Sayyab

Translated by: Lena jayyusi & Christopher Middleton
 
Your eyes are two palm tree forests in early light,
Or two balconies from which the moonlight recedes
When they smile, your eyes, the vines put forth their leaves,
And lights dance . . . like moons in a river

I am a kid,
Born in Iraq.
My dreams were minor,
A cup of milk or water to drink,
A crayon to color,
A pencil to write,
A book to read,
A toy to play with,
A friend to talk to,
A pet to love,

I am not Assyrian or Chaldean or Akkadian.
I am not a Christian or Muslim or Buddhist.
I am human.
I was born in Mesopotamia, Uruk, Nippur, Shuruppak, and Sippar.
I was born in Babylon, home of Anu and Ishtar.
I am a son of Enlil , Shamash, and Gilgamesh.

by Abboud al Jabiri

I want to change everything:
the crippled chair
and the rug lolling its tongue across the tiles.
I want to change the rug
because it stretches its tongue across the tiles
and the chair
because it is crippled.
I will try,