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SAADI YOUSSEF

Five Poems TRANSLATED BY SINAN ANTOON AND PETER MONEY

THE EVENING THE GAME WAS OVER

In the silence of some evening when the forest, too, will disappear in the dark you will part company with this game forever! Years pass by in the glass of the window. Decades, Creeds – remembrance of scenes. You will be happy for a few moments you will be light, carried on a carpet of the first swan’s down; you will be the first child snuggling a cloud, snuggling the universe – leaving this game forever.

NATURE

October, Paris, trees shower dusty sidewalks with gold. The wind eases a bit, flows with gold forests are letters, an airmail from a countryside

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