I am from there and I have memories. Like any other
Man I was born. I have a mother,
A house with several windows, friends and brothers.
I have a prison cell's cold window, a wave
Snatched by the seagulls, my own view, a blade
Of extra grass, a moon beyond all words,
A deathless olive tree and bounteous birds.
I walked and crossed the land before the cross
Of swords served banquets where its body was.
I come from there, and I return the sky
To its mother when it cries for her, and cry
For a cloud on its return
To recognize me. I have learned
Every word worthy of blood's court to break
The grammar, have learned all the words to take
The lexicon apart for one word's sake,
The one word I must make:Homeland.
Man I was born. I have a mother,
A house with several windows, friends and brothers.
I have a prison cell's cold window, a wave
Snatched by the seagulls, my own view, a blade
Of extra grass, a moon beyond all words,
A deathless olive tree and bounteous birds.
I walked and crossed the land before the cross
Of swords served banquets where its body was.
I come from there, and I return the sky
To its mother when it cries for her, and cry
For a cloud on its return
To recognize me. I have learned
Every word worthy of blood's court to break
The grammar, have learned all the words to take
The lexicon apart for one word's sake,
The one word I must make:Homeland.
translated by : A.Z. Foreman
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