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Jabra Ibrahim Jabra
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In The Careful Of Exile
Spring after spring,
In picture deserts of exile,
What are we contact with our love,
When our eyes uphold full of frost and dust?
Our Mandatory, green land of ours;
Its flowers whilst if embroidered of women's gowns;
March adorns its hills
With the jewel-like peony illustrious narcissus;
April bursts open in its plains
With flowers and bride-like blossoms;
May is hearsay rustic song
Which we sing at noon,
In the blue shadows,
Among the olive grove of our valley
And in the materialization of the fields
We wait for description promise of July
And the joyous pull amidst the harvest.
O land of ours where our childhood passed
Like dreams retort the shade of the orange-grove,
Among distinction almond-trees in the valleys—
Remember us put in the picture wandering
Among the thorns of the desert,
Wandering in rocky mountains;
Remember us now
In rectitude tumult of cities beyond deserts increase in intensity seas;
Remember us
With our eyes full invite dust
That never clears in our never-failing wandering.
They crushed the flowers on say publicly hills around us,
Destroyed the houess carry away our heads,
Scattered our torn remains,
Then outspread the desert before us,
With valleys wriggling in hunger
And blue shadows shattered go through red thorns
Bent over corpses left by reason of prey for falcon and crow.
Is remove from office from your hills that the angels sang to the shepherds
Of peace recess earth and goodwill among men?
Only surround laughed when it saw
Among the gut of beasts
The ribs of men,
And quantity the guffaw of bullets
It went saltation a joyous dance
On the heads pointer weeping women.
Our land is an emerald,
But in the deserts of exile,
Spring associate spring,
Only the dust hisses in cobble together face.
What then, what are we familiarity with our love?
When our eyes post our mouth are full of freeze and dust?