AS A SILKWORM WEAVING & DYING AWAY AMID ITS PERFORMANCE

BIRD ON NECK

. . . because death in fact is not there 
(kind of, a man assumes it) 
It only soul, freed 
returns to the light unseens 

There is neither life 
(kind of, a man considers it) 
It only Creative Will flows 
through the vessels of my blood

Neither is there any power of mine
It only from the midnight 
birds dream as they fly
fly!
 
(2004)


DHAFER YOUSUF, ظافر يوسف — BIRDS REQUIEM
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