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from the November 2010 issue: Tablet and Pen: Writing from the Modern Middle East

Changing

In this teeming city, is there none
Who might recognize me, walking,
Calling: Hey, you, madman!
We two might embrace just there,
Forgetting our place, surroundings,
To swear, laugh, scuffle,
Sit in the shade of some nearby tree,
Listening, talking, for hours.
And in this market of pristine souls
This priceless life of mine
Might, for a day, change.


Translation of "Tabdili," in Sar-o-Saman (Bombay: Rakhshanda Kitab Ghar, 1983). Translation copyright 2010 by M.A.R. Habib. All rights reserved.
 

November 2010
Tablet and Pen: Writing from the Modern Middle East
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