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It takes a tragedy to teach the young businessman Ian to put love ahead of work and open up to his musician girlfriend Samantha.
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Beginning to spell Now we may wonder how we met now we may decipher the road of return and say: seashores are abandoned and masts are news of a wreck. Now we can bow and say we came to an end. Beginning of madness When your winds swept over his boundless forests he said: death has the shape of a butterfly and sex the face of madness. There he is now, wearing what the sacrificial victim wears his tomorrow his yesterday his horizon a blade, and dust of words before his eyes. A mirror for Khalida from al-Masrah wal-Maraya , 1.
The wave p. Beneath the water p. The night was pregnant. Lost p. Once I got lost in your hands, my lips were A fortress Longing for outlandish conquests In love with siege You came forth Your waist a sultan, Your hands the vanguard of armies, You eyes, a hiding place and a friend. We clung together, drifted, entered The forest of fire—I outline the first step You open the road.
Fatigue p. It sleeps in its huts, and disappears. O how we worried about its wandering, we ran roaming the place asking, prying we sight it and scream: how, and where? Death p. Strike roots into my loss. On my pleasure's ice I walk between riddle and miracle within a rose. I slipped into your basin an earth revolving around me, your limbs a flowing Nile we floated we sank you crossed into my blood my wves crossed over your bosom You broke. Let us begin: love has forgotten the edge of night should I shout, flood will come?
Let us begin: a scream mounts from the city, people are walking mirrors. If salt goes by, we meet, will you? My love is a wound my body a rose upon the wound to be plucked by death, a branch surrendered of its leaves and settled. I entered your basin holding a city beneath my grief what transforms the green branch into a snake the sun into a dark lover.
We were fused into each other I heard your heartbeat within my skin are you an orchard? A cloud rolled I surrendered my face to the flood and stayed among my own remains. In my passion you melted No borders bound my senses no sword sweeps asunder We were both one face. My shirt is no apple nor you a paradise.
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We are field and harvest guarded by the sun. I made you ripen. Come forth from the green edge. This is our plenty: our bodies are the sower and the reaper. Only you are one with my limbs and organs Come forth from that edge I bespeak my own death.
You define your own skin loosen your lips fuse them between my teeth I am night and day a lull in time in our fusion strike roots into my loss. Twice he has been a finalist for the Nobel Prize. For Adonis, poetry is a vision ru'ya" a "leap outside of established concepts, a change in the order of things and in the way we look at them. A village that belonged to the beginnings of creation; huts made of stone and mud that we called our houses. The mud cracked every season, and we had to fix the roof with new mud and thatch to make it withstand rain and wind and time.
Nevertheless, the rain kept seeping through invisible cracks and its drops fell on our heads — father and mother and kids — as we sat to rest, or eat, or sleep. The house was so narrow that my father built a big wooden bed and raised it on high stilts where we all slept: it was like a smaller house inside the house, and we used the space beneath it for many purposes.
In winter, when it was cold, our only cow, and her companion ox, slept under it. There was no such thing in the area where we lived. And of course, never saw a city. At this age also, I began to discover my own body, when I had my first lesson in how a male and female get together. It happened at night, in a small valley outside the village, where she took me. But where is this village now? When I went back, after fifty years, I felt as if I was returning to something dead.
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As though I was climbing a mountain of wind. Maybe to measure, in my mind, time as it flows and separates me from my birthplace — but then why do I feel that the place where I was born is not merely geographical? Why do I feel that I can create my birthplace as I do my poem? And a poem is never complete. Nor the place where one is born. How would the reader be helped by chapter 2? By chapter 3? This gave me a very clear blueprint when I started the writing itself.
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