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

Our City

This city of ours is strange:
In the nights
It whispers as we walk its streets
It calls us, shows its wounds
Like secrets of a heart

Windows closed
Alleys silent
Run-down walls
Doors sealed
In its houses, corpses have stayed for years
Renting

Translation of "Apna Shahr." 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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