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 Mahmoud Darwish Translated by: Denys Johnson-Davies/The Music of Human Flesh. From the grove of olive trees Came the echo- While I on fire was crucified. Tear me no to pieces, I say to the crows, For maybe I shall return home And maybe the sky will rain, Maybe It will put out this rapacious wood. I shall come down one day from my cross Who knows… How shall I return: barefoot and naked? |
Jan 6, 2010
A voice from the Olive Grove
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