Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Nizar

Valeria, ya aziza

I conquer the world with words,
conquer the mother tongue,
verbs, nouns, syntax.
I sweep away the beginning of things
and with a new language
that has the music of water the message of fire
I light the coming age
and stop time in your eyes
and wipe away the line
that separates
time from this single moment.

Love,

نزار توفيق قباني‎

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