Memories

Memories

The river is spreading a memory made by mud and small stones
alluvium... palm leaves
sea mew..... .... human beings and years
hair- house is flying with hearts wings in the sky of the city
Rolling in both sides ...a roll ... rolling twice at all times
sinking eyes of its alleys
its streets which laden by the beating of absence and humiliating attendance..
houses …..its deserted cafes ... Its
Its extinguishing firebrand squares naked shaking in the cold
neglected.... Abandoned from years ... O injustice years
The man who was a river is laying
his white papers…… his white hair on the upper side of the face
His pigeons…….. his losers lotteries...
Cups that smash by the wars and the chairs of immorality..... and the nations crammed into heads small the
Leaves at the edge of the river
memory Naked
Begging warmth under the midday sun

Abdel-Aziz Haider
Baghdad

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